Sleepy morning.

I didn't sleep real well last night. I woke up around 2:00 in the morning and couldn't get back to sleep. I ended up watching a good bit of a Frank Sinatra movie on the television. I finally got back to sleep around 4:00 and slept to 6:30. I can't quantify the total amount of sleep I received over the whole time.

I came in early to try to prepare for my hearings today. I am concerned about the second one more than the first. My client called me last week and informed me that I would be handling it all by myself. Some fun. I've still got to check on some things to get ready. I left an email with my client to see if he has changed his mind.

I am waiting on the morning to start in earnest. The sun is up. I am here. I am just waiting for more life to erupt. These days, you can't expect much to happen. Just every so often.

I might add to this later. It is not very satisfactory.

Despite the sunshine and the cool breezes, my soul is creeping dreary. I wish I could make it all work, but life is getting harder to deal with the wolves at yon door and the failure of bills to be remitting. I would like some respite. It drips slowly, slowly.

In a cave with little light, the moisture of above dripping down. A musty smell. The fear of what I cannot see. The knowledge of past days, haunting my nights. I woke up this morning around 2:00. Oh, if I could sleep like I did on Saturday night and Sunday morning.

Kate's situation is still in limbo.