Delicious Sleep

Things that keep me awake at night…

Names in the news that don’t match faces I know.

Holidays that celebrate death and darkness

Irony

Satire

Alternate perspectives

The need to jot down a thought, whiticism, or revelation, knowing that few will see it or even fewer will understand; or worse—that someone will understand but not think it’s clever.

Contrasting messages that warn my child that living in the moment can be dangerous; meanwhile reminiscing brings joy into my own live.

Looking in the mirror and seeing the same person that was there yesterday, while recognizing an old friend from years ago.

Noticing the gray hair is no longer confined to my scalp, and being frustrated that it has probably been that way for much longer than I’d like to admit.

Finally speaking up for myself after months (or years) of silence.

Resilience looks different now.

Discomfort feels different now.

The need to assimilate fluctuates.

The word ”asynchronous” fades from my vocabulary even though I am called to do it again and again.

Witnessing the leaves on the trees turn and fall

Knowing this is a played-out metaphor for my own life

Playing on my phone (like a child), addicted to the blue light.

In the middle of the night is when my mind wanders. Sometimes after midnight, but always before 3am

Cryptic cynicism

Master of my own domain, jacks of all trades die alone

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