For as long as I can recall writing has been a huge part of my life. Do I call myself a writer? Not Really! I find it to be relaxing and therapeutic.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Awake
Why am I awake at 3:00am? Snuggles woke me at 1:30. Hubby was annoyingly snoring. I took Snuggles outside, she went potty and then back to bed. As she fell right to sleep again, I tried to get comfortable. Hubby continued to snore so there was no chance of sleeping. I lay there, eyes wide open, unable to get comfortable. My mind began to wander, too many thoughts crashing together to make much sense. I began to feel agitated. I started thinking about my chairs in Rotary, trying to decide to keep them or not. The more thoughts continued to crash together the more this writing entered my mind. I got up, turned on the computer, checked Facebook, said some Happy Birthdays, and posted this question, "Why am I awake?". It was time to write this down. The blog opened, a new post started and I am writing this down. As I am typing I am getting tired. Could I actually fall asleep? Will I be able to get comfortable enough to dream? I will end this and see.
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