Why "Sleep Cloak"?

I posted Sleep Cloak because of an incident awhile ago...

Have you ever had to deal with a difficult person, who caused you to handle things badly? What if you knew you would have to deal with this same person multiple times into the future?

If you're like me, you'll be stark mad and frustrated at the same time...

You're mind is active, replaying the situation over and over again, placing blame and figuring-out how things can be done differently. But you can't come up with an immediate solution. So, in your narrow perspective, the problem is magnified ten times. And on top of all that dammed anger and frustration, you still have to play the part of a civil and functioning individual, amongst peers unaware of what you've just been through. So you're feeling a bit hopeless and tired. All you want to do is come back home and snuck under the sheets.

This was the point when I remembered my old poem Sleep Cloak. I was only a bit pensive when I wrote this poem, which was very unlike my mood a few hours ago. Yet the poem fits perfectly.

Alternative Remedies: I walked for quite some time in the mall to release the pent-up energy. I also watched some young ones do hockey. Their play was engrossing; their movements were lithe and graceful; their sportsmanship was evident; and their enjoyment was infectious. I imperceptibly cheered at some of their plays and chuckled amusedly at some of their falls. Watching them felt therapeutic, which goes the same for posting this entry into my blog. Add to that my anticipation for my first IMAX experience, which is upcoming tomorrow with some friends. All of these makes me think of how I've already done a bit of what a Sleep Cloak can do: renew my belief that everything's alright and that I could handle any situation.