it's the dessert syndrome. it's like you're not hungry, but not really satisfied, and still looking for a little something more, hoping that it will make it all look as if it's been worth it - and you won't let the day go. you stay up and refuse to sleep, unwilling to loose from your hands whatever remained of a day not terrible enough for you to want to forget, nor good enough for you to be contented just to savour its bittersweet aftertaste. oh, for that sweet satisfaction to say "i've had enough" - enough of both the good and the bad when i must finally lay myself down for my eternal rest! but, for now, there is much to learn. and like tonight, i must learn to lay myself down and learn to be contented - contented to know that tomorrow will bring a new hope that will make me glad to know that it's been the best thing just to rest and let go.

good night.