It is currently 1:34 AM and I write this in my dark room, afraid and cold. No. I take that back I feel like I'm running a fever. No. Cold. Who knows. I have just returned to my room and have snuggled up in the blankets. Good. Thank you, God for sustaining me with lights. No. Even more so. Thank you, God for sustaining me with a comfortable bed and a reachable DeviantArt and a tablet and pillows. It is now 1:39 and I want to go back to sleep. Good night.