Eating has become less of a necessity and I have noticed that midnight lasts forever. Sleep comes to me in short intervals and I feel like a zombie, hungry for sleep, when I am awake. If I could I would eat out of the eye sockets of sleep and fill myself, not having to sleep again for days. The lonesomeness that I once felt is lingering behind my spine, but I do not feel it as instensely as I did before. I think it's because I found God in my veins. 
thehood:
She is. Thanks.