It's 3:08 A.M. I was awakened an hour and a half ago by I don't know what. But here I am with nothing left to do but change my template. I hope the colors match.
When these times of non-sleep come, I usually find my pulse rapid and some sort of burden on my heart. Such is the case tonight. I've been in prayer for the last hour and now I'm just waiting to get tired again, which will probably happen about 5:45 when my alarm sounds. Oh well, whadda ya do?
"You awake?"
Snore.
"Wakey, wakey."
"Huh?"
"Let's chat."
Yaaawwwnn. "Why can't we chat during normal business hours?"
"Because you're usually too distracted, that's why."
"Rott, rott. Okay. 'Sup?"
"Do you need to ask?"
"No, not really. Just thought maybe something new was going on."
"Nope."
"Well, alrighty then. Guess I'll just hang here for a while."
"Good idea."
"You know I don't have anything different to say, just the same things you always hear."
"I know."
"You're cool with that?"
"Way cool."
"Okie dokie."
"Good talk, Russ."
"Thanks, God."
Or something like that.
