I'm awake. I wish i were asleep in that big bed with my partner. I am awake, however. Sometimes my brain just doesn't slow down, even with medication for anxiety. Perhaps creativity and wonder just slip into the place where anxiety was - and they leave no room for sleep. More and more ideas just keep flooding in. More ideas than I could ever embody, visualize or complete in this lifetime. How to pick and choose.
I think I'll choose bed with cool sheets and purring kitties and soft pillows - whether I sleep or wake.
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So, still awake?
Sharecropper, my sympathy. I've had my share of insomniac nights. They ain't fun.
The author of 23acres.blogspot.com has written an excellent article. You have made your point and there is not much to argue about. It is like the following universal truth that you can not argue with: Where-ever you go... there you are. Thanks for the info.
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