seraphicity

I could not sleep last night.

So a conversation was held between my thumbs.

Partly to help me fall asleep, but mostly because I needed to sort my thoughts out.

I needed to find something sensible and dependable among the apprehension that was eating my mind up.

Something which made sense, something seraphic.

My thumbs ached by the end of it, but my mind cleared up and I could finally lose conscious to all that is causing my heart to ache, my mind to quake.

there's nothing like you and i.