Come Now Sleep

Tonight, I think I learned a very important reality.

I think caffeine might keep me from sleeping.

I have always operated under the assumption that I am impervious to this chemical. However, it appears that the time has come for me to be a scientist and do what every good scientist does - experiments.

So, here I am, sitting around, trying to make myself sleepy. I am trying to connect some dots about coffee's role in this turmoil, because I have one of these nights every once in a while, but I thought sometimes I just had trouble sleeping.

Soon I will figure out. That's another thing scientists do - figure stuff out.

In the meantime, I will provide you with 2 things:
1.) a poem by Walt Whitman
2.) a picture of one of my favorite animals

1. "Over the Carnage Rose Prophetic a Voice"

Over the carnage rose prophetic a voice,
Be not dishearten'd, affection shall solve the problems of freedom
yet,
Those who love each other shall become invincible
They shall yet make Columbia victorious.

Sons of the Mother of All, you shall yet be victorious,
You shall yet laugh to scorn the attacks of all the remainder of
the earth.

No danger shall balk Columbia's lovers,
If need be a thousand shall sternly immolate themselves for one.

One from Massachusetts shall be a Missourian's comrade,
From Maine and from hot Carolina, and another an Oregonese,
shall be friends triune,
More precious to each other than all the riches of the earth.

To Michigan, Florida perfumes shall tenderly come,
Not the perfumes of flowers, but sweeter, and wafted beyond death.

It shall be customary in the houses and streets to see manly
affection,
The most dauntless and ruse shall touch face to face lightly,
The dependence of Liberty shall be lovers,
The continuance of Equality shall be comrades.

These shall tie you and band you stronger than hoops of iron,
I, ecstatic, O partners! O lands! with the love of lovers tie you.

(Were you looking to be held together by lawyers?
Or by an agreement on a paper? or by arms?
Nay, nor the world, nor any living thing, will so cohere.)

2.