No, I would not sleep in this bed of lies
so toss me out, and turn in.
And there'll be no rest for these tired eyes
so I'm markin' it down to learnin'.
-Matchbox 20
Not really sure why this feels relevant, but, it does.
Mayby it's cos I am honest to god trying to see what is lie and what is truth in my life. Where the end of the truth lies, and where the lies start that I make myself believe. Certainly feel like I haven't been sleeping, bed of lies, or no. My whole body aches, as if I spent the better part of the weekend, willing participant in a torture session. My throat hurts, and every sinus in my body feels stuffed with cotton wool.
So, I'll type more when I have the energy.
Peace.
