p.s. I'm sorry to live these insomniac's hours,
sitting struggling vainly with the troubles we share.
At times I believe you'd be better off without me,
and I, relegated to that modern world of fantasy,
where all that one fancies can in an instant be found..
there I could spin webs of deceptively complex,
abstruse strings of words to which none could relate..
And not feel an aching twist in my gut at
the thought of you out there, yet hidden from me.

I will awake presently, my darling, I assure you,
And see you with eyes more equipped for the task,
And all will be well if you'll only be patient,
Though deceptively simple, it's all that I ask.
I will, yes, awake, and with help from my companion,
but you must help me to select one, you see...

Is the fox indeed the best fit for me?