was once mine, My sanitiy. As the darkness settles and it grows deeper, all that I contain in the light spills over into darkness and it remindes me of all that ails me. All the pressures that I am able to avoid durning the day. I sit up and think about all my problems and short comings. I do not like the night, I used to thrive on it....now it haunts me until the light shines through the cold glass window and then the cycle starts all over again. How many cycles can I continue to go through.