Someone took the sleep bug and hid him as tonight I was not bitten and remain awake in the dark, yearning for a wink or two but listening to my mind take off like a bottle rocket on the fourth of July. I feel exhausted but my eyes do not want to shut and if it were to be any warmer I would not be sitting here, but in the backyard smoking cigarettes and drinking tea and allowing my thoughts to wander until finally I am able to reel them in and tuck them safely away until another day.