I don’t know what it’s like to sleep anymore. I am most alert throughout the night, like right now. My daughter, her mother, and grandmother have been asleep for hours, myself making quizzes and writing with affection.
I love my blog and I love writing in the dead of night. It’s 03.45 am and I am not at all tired. The room so dark, cooled by the AC blowing on me. Finding the right words isn’t easy although last night I did start a short story I have been thinking about for some time, and completed the first section. In writing so late I feel so at peace. I don’t really have much to say and I NEVER write to be read by others. I won’t continue that short story tonight, I am going to lie down and look deep into the dark. My daughter has to wake at 0530 to catch the school bus in time, and so like yesterday, I will stay awake so I can get her off to a good start. I love being a father and having the opportunity to be kind all the time, and so out of love I won’t sleep until she’s gone to school. My daughter Grace is the greatest thing to happen in my life and I insisted she have no middle name because I wanted her initials to be GM, and for a few seconds she was once the world’s youngest GM. It was at a tournament where I met her mum, it was my love of chess that brought about her birth. Mutual friends and playing partners are aware of this and, from time to time, point it out to those not in the know.
Be seeing you.
Mark
McCreadyandChess 
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