One Leg Down

It's not very often I can hear the train horn blowing. I guess when it's late, and the air is still, the sounds of the valley can make their way to the mesa. I've been waiting for the snow to fall...a few flakes earlier in the day. Just wondering when I can fall asleep tonight. Contemplation is something I do when I get ridculous tired. I've been that way for days now. Waiting for a cold to go away. I had high hopes for Jamison's ability to aid my desire...to sleep. But alas I type. Contemplating.