it feels good to close eyes, putting my head into may arms on the desk. As where I know it is early and the coffee is filling the ache of addiction – a few hours of really good sleep beats none and fails to compare to a nights rest.
propping up my right elbow is an ornate oriental box containing two metal balls containing bells or something that chimes. Right arm cradles the head at a good height so there will be no strain in holding my self correct later.
I need a short nap – my cell phone is charging while I await important phone calls. This combination doesn’t suit me at all.
Edit: HA! I just saw that I posted this after three and I reference the time as early – well, I wrote it this morning – fairly early and didn’t hit “publish post” until after three – really tired.
the platitudes of willful resemblance 