Friday, April 30, 2010

3:21am

Sometimes I wonder when the war with 3am began. My first clear memory that 2am was in the green zone was when I was around twelve years old and living in Georgia. I was watching the moon rise in the bedroom and how it's silver light coasted up the walls and traveled across my bed. I looked at the clock and thought, "It's all right. It's only 2am."

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