My Guardian Angel

There was no point in me even laying in bed since I wasn't even sleepy when I tried to go to sleep. Big surprise...I can't sleep. I think this is the worst case of insomnia yet for me. These have been the weeks and months I wish I know somebody who is awake in the middle of the night. It's ironic that I am the one people call in the middle of the night yet I have nobody to call. I guess that's life.

I've been thinking a lot about a dream I had many years ago where I met my guardian angel. I remember this bright light in the middle of the darkness. The light was coming from the illumination of his wings. I remember his name. I call it a dream but deep down I know it was real. Sometimes I wonder what my guardian angel thinks about when I have my meltdowns. I wonder what he thinks when I have my super confident days. I wonder if he knows what will happen to me today. Tomorrow. Next week. Next year. Will there be today, tomorrow, next week, next year? Will it be good or will it be bad? Does he listen to me on these nights when I can't sleep? Is he protecting me now? Will he always protect me? Is he listening now?

It's quiet outside. The only thing I hear is the wind. I can feel the cold air rushing in through the slightly opened window. It feels good. Only four cars have gone by in the past hour and a half. Everyone sleeps...but me.