as a sad insomniac, i lack the knack of falling into a blissful state of rest

I haven't posted in forever, and i'm starting to miss this. The weatherman has lied to me yet again. 12" he said. and what do I get? not even a single flake. disappointment is etched into my face today. or rather i should say tonight. I've been working on some poems lately, but none are good enough to post yet. i've also been working on a short story. you'll hear from me soon.