Sleeping With My Eyes Wide Open...

Thanks to each of you that sent private comments about my last blog. My general rule in life is one that just simply steers us forward simply, kindly and with love for both the known and unknown. My brother has indeed touched my life in the thirty three years that I knew him, and through his children his presence is still very much real and familiar. So, you're welcome, you unnamed commentors--any little piece I can share to help move you forward is generously given.


Okay, onto the new day...

Tonight I have been extremely busy reading and writing and brainstorming. The clarity that I experienced last week has caused the creative juices to flow faster than usual (or at least faster than they have in awhile), and I can't seem to type fast enough to keep up with myself! In the midst of this busyness, I am also getting ready to start my new job, entertain my in-laws, partake in Memorial Day activities, clean my house, and pass my class with flying colors! Whew...oh yes, and also spend time with Scott and Sebastian and continue to contemplate our future living situation! I don't have very much on my plate at the moment, so what is wrong with me????

I barely slept last night at all. Two glasses of wine, four Tylenol PMs, and cuddling with Sebastian didn't even help. This city is making me crazy these days. The traffic, the sirens, the rude and pretentious neighbors, the expense, the dirt, dust and pollution~I believe that I have reached my limit within these city limits. One would never guess that within the hustle and bustle that you can feel isolated and even lonely. Seriously...I have a wonderful life with a husband that I adore, a dog that is my child, and friends that are closer than family. My in-laws are by far the most normal of families and I am blessed to have been welcomed with open arms. It's just the city...I long for a yard and trees and grass. Flowers. Tomato plants. Going barefoot. Stars. Quiet. Peace. That is what it really boils down to...peace. I'm thankful for where I am; grateful for who I have become; content with where I have been. But, confused about where I will venture to next...

The point is, and its not that exciting, is that I think today, at some point, I was literally sleeping with my eyes wide open. I was still writing, but just on autopilot. I read some of what I wrote this afternoon and didn't even remember writing it at all. I'm not under the influence, nor have I ever touched drugs...just tired today, and still have more to accomplish before my day ends and sweet slumber abounds.

Does this happen to anyone else? And, is there anything that works more effectively than overmedicating with over-the-counter stuff + wine???? Preferably only legal substance suggestions that are safe, please!

Until, again...

~Red