I should be in bed by now. But my friend, Insomnia, has dropped by for another visit. I used to resent his visits but over time, I’ve grown to accept him. Perhaps he’s lonely and wants my company. I pride myself on being a good listener but he’s a quiet chap and doesn’t talk much. Most times, I lie quietly in bed while he putters around my condo. While he doesn’t say much, his presence stirs unsettled thoughts and emotions in my head.
They are those things I should have done today and the things to worry about tomorrow. He has a subtle way of nudging me to think about things when I just want to sleep. There have been times when I’ve stayed up with him to welcome the sun. Hopefully he’ll leave in an hour or two. In the meantime, I got a lot of things to mull over.
I guess it’s gonna be a 2 or 3 cup coffee day tomorrow.