Cold feelings in the night

Finally, a cool breeze passing through my window, with the scent of
rain that is sure to follow and a motion picture of leaves blowing in
the wind projected on my wall that mother nature has seemed fit not to
charge me for. The solitude of the night is an interesting thing. It's
like the calm before the storm. Perhaps that's why I find it hard to
sleep lately. I am trying to embrace this calm, feel it, take it in me
and never let it go... perhaps to have some calm for myself before the
craziness starts all over again. A little sliver of quite to reflect,
a moment to collect my thoughts and feelings, an instant to breathe
and remember why I do this. Maybe tonight, instead of just dreaming
old dreams, I will dream new ones.