Day 6

VW tire, flowers, sky, and me.

Day 5

Janis through the window

Day 4

Ryan says I look like a crazy person waiting for the aliens to land.

Day 3

We love to be outside - here, Willow is telling me about a leaf she found on the ground.

Day 2

There are three trees growing out of my neighbor's rain gutter.

Day 1

Grapes in the window - Yes, I need to dust.

Sleep? No. Panic.

A breath that won't be caught, body taut with tension so great it becomes paralyzing. Mind sprinting, rest impossible. Eyes wide, chest tight, muscles ache, nerves thrum with an electricity that takes away everything.
Fear overtakes what's rational, every sound is torture to the ears. Hours upon hours, a prisoner of a thing not easily explained.
I sing myself a lullabye, it's okay, it's okay, I'm okay, I'm okay, safe, safe, safe... it doesn't work. My voice sounds foreign to my ears, and I don't trust myself. I don't believe the words.
The need for sleep so strong, but nothing is strong enough tonight to set me free.