It’s 3am I must be lonely…

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or sleepless.

It’s amazing to me just how well Matchbox 20 nailed it. As I look at the digital clock on the microwave it currently reads 2:55 a.m.; nearly 3 and I am still awake.

This always seems to happen right before I depart on a trip; I just can’t seem to find that place where dreams meet reality. So I instead just lie there, staring up at the ceiling fan, my mind a tumult of thoughts which tumble about my head like mismatched socks in the dryer without a fabric softener sheet. It amazes me that all of these reflections waited for the onset of night to unleash their full vehemence.

And so I am still awake while the rest of you slumber.

Tonight I have been thinking a lot about family. About the temporary state of life. About the limited time we all have here on this fragile, little planet flying haphazardly through empty space.

I was thinking about my parents tonight.

I was thinking about the time when they will no longer be here.

I was thinking about the limited moments that they—as well as all of us—have remaining to us.

I was thinking about this little space on the web I come to every few days to write the daily adventures—and misadventures—of my own daily living.

I have no answers tonight. I have no deep insight. I have no magical cures for ailments or problems of the world as I sit here while most of you dream away these remaining predawn hours.

There are times though that I wish that I did. I wish that I had that magical wand to make everything better, to help those in distress, to make everything alright.

If only the world were as it is at Hogwarts.

The clock now reads 3:09.

...But outside it’s stopped raining…