Day Two Hundred and Sixty five

Feeling peaceful and dreamy tonight, and also full of pleasant anticipation. Tiredness comes in waves. I am grateful for all that I have. I call to mind the gifts of being alive, even intangible slumber, with its way of holding everything until wakefulness calls the wind to stir the sails. It can be hard to find perspective in a deepening comfort, but surely, it is just to be here, to be close, to know the eye that never rests, never holds, never looks away.