Night.

[smokingboot]

I am profoundly agitated tonight. Why? No idea. The wind is rolling like a sea and normally I love that, but something has me uneasy and all I can do is get up, wait for it to pass. Lost leaves are tapping along the pavements against my windows and door. I want to sleep, my husband is asleep, my cat is asleep, the neighbourhood is asleep. But me? Not now, not yet.