Sometimes life is like trying to sleep when you are having a restless night.
You just can’t get comfortable. Feels like you’ve moved in a million directions and either you can’t get back to what felt like the perfect spot or there just isn’t one anymore. And you’re tired of more of the same.
It leaves you feeling like you need a new bed.
rest comes in stolen moments
life on hold, again
A sudden weariness takes hold of me.
Yawns escape with more frequency as the battle to fight them begins.
And the nightly ritual starts again.
I shut down the lights in the room and head in the direction of the soft place.
The companion water bottle and cell phone walk with me.
One last bathroom trip to empty the bladder and guide the toothbrush around in my mouth. A vigorous spit and done.
My clothing flies into the hamper, my glasses land on the makeup table.
I delicately walk towards the bed avoiding the edges, protecting my toes.
I made it, sinking down into the cushiness of my bed. Ahhhh escapes my lips.
Just a few more things to do before I can meet the sandman again.
In pops the nighttime medication to do its work.
One last check on the cell phone. It’s off and charging.
Snuggling in to find the sweet spot which will comfort me best. It doesn’t take long.
Finally, I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
Slowly, my breathing finds an even pace.
And I begin to trail off in this life to end up in another.
Some days it’s all we can do to stay on track.
Your head says “Just keep plodding forward, eyes front and feet moving.”
It’s about getting to the end of the day, and to rest.
We’re longing for a collapse ushering us into a night producing our revival.
May our slumber bring about a peppy gait in the new day!
Nature’s easy way
of bringing us a new day.
Hello, we all say!
Lucid Being 124 – Ash D. Solomon
Give life all you’ve got.
Fall into bed exhausted.
Charge your battery.