lesleyslenning

To ___
I heed not that my earthly lot
Hath little of earth in it--
That years of love have been forgot
In the hatred of a minute:--
I mourn not that the desolate
Are happier, sweet, than I,
But that you sorrow for my fate
Who am a passer by.

Edgar Allan Poe
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So I slept like shit again, woke up at 2am like I always seem to do. Watched some cat fights on Jerry Springer, and went back to sleep for a few hours.

I walked out to my patio this morning to see this thick haze laying over the mountains. The sun was rising and it was super orange, so the smoke from the fire was glowing in the sun. You could barely see the mountains underneath the haze. It was quite beautiful. But you know what they say......evil lays behind beauty. It is true in this case.