Change is hard

Change is hard change is dire maybe we spent what felt like a couple of hours in that room trying to figure out this lingering sadness, subtle and deep in our bones from loneliness? Facing this chill head on in the silent room at night under the dim lights with the cat on the edge

Zoning out as usual

After almost 24 hrs without sleep in LA and a day of walking around in China, I’m just as is near the himalayas. Dusty roads and birds chirping around me mid daylight, but I’m just lying in bed inside. Staring at the cracked ceiling Filled with love.    

Insomnia technique #2

Prop up your pillow so that you’re sitting on bed. Stare at the wall in the dark. Hope that it gets boring.