The deepest blues are black

The last week hasn’t been well for me, in sleeping at least. I take about an hour before I finally fall asleep. The new house being constructed outside my window doesn’t help either.

I finally was able to set a date to see my friend. Walking in our old university this Sunday afternoon should be good. I know I’ve hurt her when I said about my plans with him. No smiley faces on her text messages but she warmed up a little at the end of the night.

I prayed harder this morning before breakfast. I don’t know why but I felt the need to close my eyes harder and put my head down longer.