Neither Here Nor There

Halfway home. Midway across the Atlantic. It's 10 pm in London, 5 in Toronto. I'm tired, not ready to sleep; awake, can't find the energy to read. Outside, I see an icy landscape. No, it's cloud; I'm 35,000 feet above sea level! My brain is confused. Wish I was home. Soon will be. Go to sleep . . .