I called off work about
ten minutes ago,
because about 7 hours ago
I attempted to lay down
and go to sleep,
and I haven't even visited her yet.
Today insomnia wins.
The strange thing is,
I'm not tired right now.
But I knew I would be later.
So I'm watching as the light
tries to peek into my room,
and my ceiling fan slowly
spins above me.
It's a beautiful morning.

And now I have no obligations.