wide awake. 2.01am

but i have no desire to open my eyes. it's just so nice to hear the steady sound of the breath. it's really like listening in to the ocean. the rhythm is truly soothing. i can stay in it. in fact, i love staying in it. then, i see a thought, should i title the novel 'jews don't eat jelly fish'? o, dear, this is the writer's habit kicking in, i have to, i must, write it down. what the heck, i might as well get up.