My new friend

It's 1 a.m. and it's raining hard. I can't sleep and I am here with my Loneliness. In fact, I have befriended my Loneliness recently, so both of us can sit together in the same room and hear the rain fall.

A while ago I surrendered to him (or her?)--my Loneliness I mean-- realizing that she is not going anywhere, that she has a mind of her own and goes and comes on her own watch, not mine. So I might as well just sit with her.

I even offered her some tea.

Then, Loneliness asked for some ghand with her tea.