It's midnight. I'm lying in bed. My head aches. My stomach is upset. I'm so tired I'd like to sleep until 2020, but sleep won't come because too many things weigh heavy on my heart and mind. So, yeah, now my heart hurts, too.
TL DR: Basically it's a crappy night.
I hear Newby clickity-clacking into my room after his last trip outside. He comes to my bedside, puts his little paws on my bed, and nudges my arm. I pick him up. Instead of going to his normal spot to cover his head and go to sleep, he snuggles next to me, puts his paw on my leg, then lets loose a big sigh... and all is well.
Troubles disappear until the morning. Head still aches, but rubbing his fur seems to ease the tension. Stomach settles down as the stress fades away. And sleep starts creeping it's way over me...
"All is well tonight, Momma.. I'll watch over you until the dawn. The problems might still be there tomorrow, but tonight I'll keep their memories away from you."