serves me right for writing about sleep and my hiding place from the world!
last night sleep was pitiful
and today is difficult...
but I need to start afresh, every day a new and ever present possibility...
New Every Morning
Every day is a fresh beginning,Listen my soul to the glad refrain.And, spite of old sorrowsAnd older sinning,Troubles forecastedAnd possible pain,Take heart with the day and begin again.