Come again some other day…
OK, it’s official. It’s 2:23 AM and I’m wide awake. This is a clear indication that I have way too much going on. The slightest thing like Ray breathing or the cat shifting positions stirs me from my sleep. Before you know it, the brain starts going into high gear.
My late night rushing brain train is heightened by the fact that the wind is howling outside. You want to add a little bit of drama to your insomnia experience? Sit in the dark with the sound of the wind rushing through the bare trees and the rain pelting against the window.
I feel so alone. So vulnerable. That’s the funny thing about insomnia. I sit here isolated and worried but then when the sun comes up, it all just melts away and everything is alright again–just like at the end of a zombie movie. The new dawn comes and you wonder why, just a few hours ago, everything seemed so bad, so out of whack. Nothing is trying to eat my brain. Silly boy.
The best thing to do is just crawl back into bed with my man and our kitty cat. She likes to sleep at the foot of the bed on these cold windy high desert nights. Since sleep is evading me, I lay there and focus my inner tape loop on something positive…
Thank you for Ray. Thank you for the kitty. Thank you for the shelter from the wind and the rain. Thank you for my health. Thank you for the food on the table. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Things are just going to be hectic for a while. I have to accept that. I just hope I can get back to sleep as I have so much to do tomorrow…I mean today.
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