Until it Sleeps

I woke up with the worst headache.

The thing about typing is you cant squeeze the ink out of your pen. Feels unnatural, forced.

Chuck Lorre Productions, #212

I believe that the voices of fear, both from without
and within, can only be dispelled by trusting the
voice that comes from the heart. Be still and listen
to it. If it speaks of love and compassion for
other, for the world itself, it just might be the
voice of God -- or a reasonable facsimile. If,
however, it snarls with fear of the unknown, fear
of losing what you have or of not getting what you
want, then it just might be the voice of Rupert
Murdoch -- or a reasonable facsimile.