What can you write when you're half asleep?
I can think of pot and the great calming feeling of going to sleep high.
I can think of the times when I, as a little boy, used to sleep leg over hip next to my momma.
I can think of the times I long for a companion to go to sleep with. And I can think of all the reasons why I can't have something like that now.
I can think of ambition and desire and how strongly they move me when I lie alone and awake at night.
I can think of the people who've left my life and the ones who inevitably will.
And finally I can think about the blissful feeling of drowsiness approaching as I close my eyes, submitting to the favourite part of my life - not thinking.