Pitiful sleep

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 sorrows

    And older sinning,

    Troubles forecasted

    And possible pain,

Take heart with the day and begin again.

Susan Coolidge