...I Have Promises To Keep...

"...if I fall asleep now, this will be lost."

While I was growing up -- in my teens, most likely, the only way I could go to sleep was if I visualized being at the top of an impossibly tall tower. My bed was normal, but perched on this amazing spire. The fan in my room was angled above me, so a breeze would be more natural. When I would position myself to fall asleep, I would dangle a hand or a foot off the bed, knowing that there was just empty space for miles below me.

When I was married before, and when in long-term relationships where we slept together, my body heat at night would make my partner crazy. I still preferred touching somehow -- a hand or a foot that grazed her skin. Falling asleep while spooning was highly desirable, but never feasible from a logistics standpoint.

For some weird reason, this seemed very important for me to commit to record. I think I'll try to go to sleep again.

Comments

[Illuminn]

I've always loved that particular poem. It's often too sad things in theory lack the ability to be put into practice.