Picked the 4 of swords and 9 of swords and just look at them side by side. Like Day and Night, like worry and the solution. It’s even the same couch. I like that is it s couch and not a bed, a couch being a place where it is ok not to sleep, were you have an excuse to twist and turn and read and think and watch TV and nap, but it is not made for the serious sleeping.
Night is more terrifying when struggling to sleep, wrestling with the doubts that is kept so tightly knotted up during day, now roaming free and disturbing the peace. Once asleep it’s like entering another body with a whole new set of abilities and possibilities. Those trivial problems fade away.
I am an insomniac and dread those hours between 2am and 4am.
“The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,
Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars
Letting in the light, peephole after peephole—
A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.”
― Sylvia Plath Selected Poems