My last two days have been quite a rush of activity. Today, I woke up wishing I could sleep even longer and deeper. My nights have been restless. My heart has been stirring. Questions burrow into the depths of my brain, waking me from my dreamlike state. Every moment I felt myself drift off, I woke, thinking to myself that I must be dying to be so relaxed. I thwarted my own rest with fears. Doubts. Silent prayers. Details that don’t matter. So now I get ready for work. On little rest. With little time.