Last night I was lying in bed very early. Done with the day. Thunder rumbled. Rain was falling. I was grieving the end of one of those books that I fall in love with and am so excited I can't wait to read but mourn when it comes to those last chapters. So, I began to read it again, as I am wont to do. I fell asleep and as I opened my eyes the two windows in my bedroom were glowing cadmium red. And just as I saw that brilliant glow and before I could be disappointed I had missed it with camera in hand, it began to fade and I fell back asleep. Into a deep, dark sleep. And I had this thought, like this may be like dying. And that was a comfort.