Remembering

Remembering to be Grateful

It was too early to be awake.

I reached for the phone, 3:00 AM. The terrible dead-zone of night.

Something I must remember. Was it important or maybe a secret? Perhaps just a bill I had forgotten to pay. It’ll come to me if I can just get back to sleep, I’m sure it will.

The Harbinger, 30”x24” acrylic