I Wrote... now sleep?

I have these moments where I spend most of an evening avoiding that which I desperately know that I need to do. Tonight was one of those moments.

I knew I needed to write. I knew I needed to pray. I was working at avoiding them both.

The restlessness became unbearable and I curled up in my chair with my journal.

I wrote.

I prayed.

And now, I'm hoping for some sleep.