Goodnight

I am so tired my eyelids drag my forehead down like anchors, and my legs tingle after every movement, and the final notes of today’s orchestrations are reverberating, and my heart is slowing, and the frogs are croaking, and any natural thought patterns are dissolving into a contented mire, and every other living thing is far far away, and the day has staggered away like a grizzled amputee, and the universes are dancing around each other, and am having trouble remembering where to brush my teeth, and my eyes are closing, the sun has set until tomorrow, goodbye and goodnight!