I looked up at the server lazily and gave a weak nod. She filled my water glass and I watched as the gentle gurgling of water being poured into water tinged the air with a soft pink glow.
I was tired. My eyelids felt heavy and they burned a little. I hadn’t slept well again. I wanted nothing more than to lie down. But I couldn’t sleep and maybe wouldn’t unless I started making progress, real progress, in making sense of my senses.