Last night

At 2 am the Evil Black struck me again. It tore at my brain and hit at my soul. My heart beat faster and all sleep vanished. I fought it with all my reasoning. Why why why? Need a counter Balance of Good Black to strike it away. So I can sleep again. Slowly, sleep returned. Disturbed sleep. My left foot felt my right foot being pulled. I pushed and turned over. Sweat. Like a fever breaking. The Gila was in my way. I picked it up and threw it away. It was hurt and moved its hind legs slowly. And then, the next time I looked it had turned into a large insect. Like a Praying Mantis. It rapidly moved its hinds legs. Then flapped its front legs. And then stopped moving. It's dead, I thought. I felt sad and filled with remorse. Why did I throw it. And then it waved its back legs, and then slowly at first, its front legs. And then rapidly flapped its wings and flew clumsily in all directions as if without any control. And then it landed on my back before I could dodge it. I tried to shake it off but I felt it grab my shoulder. I woke up and saw it was almost day break. Heard the birds twittering. That's why I heard so many birds at dawn in India. Because I was awake. Here day break comes too early in the morning. Maybe they should turn the clocks back two hours for daylight saving. And then it would be daylight even at 10pm. Just like in Europe. And how do we save energy from day light savings? Whats with that? How do people save power from heating, cooling and lights by moving the clock back in summer? Sleep again. Slowly. Drifting