sunday

i feel like a bat. i've been awake since three, in an hour i will leave for church.
we've all got lists with activities and miscellaneous to do's .. but i realized the "sleep" we never put on our list... apparently i did not. i love staying awake now, camouflaging along with the night, unseen by the eyes still closed. this probably isnt healthy, but there is so much to absorb when no one wants to do so. i'm like the crow that comes to binge on leftover human food.
i witnessed a dead crow stuck underneath a black tire the other day.
it was simultaneously depressing and relieving. it wasnt squashed like it should have been. it looked peaceful in its blackness and wholesome body and its death. at least it received a meaningful funeral. he (i dont want to call the crow 'it' anymore) was scooped up gently by a professional cleaner, adequate to replace a mortician, and thrown into a giant garbage box. and i extracted a valuable lesson from his death drenched in humility ... stuck underneath a tire..
woah that was a long flashback.
it is time for the daylight to strike my eyes ewww