Yesterday, I treated myself to coffee, so of course spent
a sleepless night. Seems one must always pay the piper.
And obviously, sleepless nights are for solving the world's
problems or fixating on one's own. I don't know whether
to laugh or cry. Although I allotted myself no sleep, all
problems, real or imagined, are all still firmly in place.
through the sleepless hours
me thinks the buddhist way best
pray accept answers
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