As darkness captures the backyard in a cold stare, I soak in the silence and am grateful. So far this deprived state of sleep is pressing in from the back of my head. A hard to get nap sure sounds far off and rare, and the violence around me is hate filled. But I am alive, and able to simply go to bed. So i will. As my body naturally fades further, and my eyes grow to a point where I simply cannot lift them, I will drop off the face of the earth. I will free fall and forget about everything for just a little while in the grand scheme. It is well with my soul. The aroma of nothingness is intoxicating. Good night world.