day 130 || insomnia

I hate moments like this. I slept maybe an hour and then woke up, wide awake, my mind racing over details, trying not to wake Ricky from sleep. It is not the move to Texas which hangs over my shoulder, it's not the October season. Something else triggers these bouts of insomnia. Something unseen.

I should take an image of myself dancing out in the October moonlight. But for now trapped indoors feeling clastrophobic...

How does the Van Morrison song go?

Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
Neath the cover of october skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And Im trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
And all the nights magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush

God, I love that song. Always try to play it during October. Every night as a personal ritual to myself and my constant moon.