I've looked to that source many times over the last many years and usually I found that I had the answer all along. Or that the original message still applied. Last night was no different. Sleep was slow in arriving as I tried to calm my mind and heart and listen.
There was no voice. Thankfully there was sleep.
The first thing I thought of when I woke up this morning was how NG dug through the trash in the fruitless search for my keys despite having an aversion to bacteria and germs with the hope that he might come out the hero of the day.
I'm pretty sure that assholes don't do that.