Late Nights and Early Mornings

My left eyelid tells me when I am exhausted. Ya, sure, I can feel tired, look tired and yawn away, but when it takes a conscience effort to keep the left eyelid open, then I know I'm beyond tired. Lately, my left side indicator is always droopy. But I do not care. It is worth it. 

Drop away, left eyelid, because I have better things to do than sleep! 

Today I Learned...

...everyone is fighting their own battle. Just because someone seems okay, doesn't mean they haven't been heartbroken for the last 7 months.
...patience is as elusive as smoke.
...being completely giddy over a person without any fear is quite remarkable. I don't see how people do it.
...being insecure only hurts yourself.
...people need sleep.
...some people are weird and love nacho cheese. Still weird.
...pretending was fun as a kid, but not so much anymore.
...sometimes there is no answer or solution. Deal with it.
...the lady at the Chevron is one of the nicest people I know, and I don't even know her name.
...8pm Thursday night television isn't as captivating as I wish.
...there's no use crying over cracked cheesecake. Maybe one day I'll make a perfect cheesecake that doesn't crack.

Cupcakes

Harlem

What happens to a dream deferred?

      Does it dry up

      like a raisin in the sun?

      Or fester like a sore—

      And then run?

      Does it stink like rotten meat?

      Or crust and sugar over—

      like a syrupy sweet?

      Maybe it just sags

      like a heavy load.

      Or does it explode?

---Langston Hughes