I'm looking through the bars of my patio prison cell at some extreme darkness on this last Wednesday morning of September of 2011.
It seems like the month of September started yesterday, yet, after today, there are only 2 more days left in the month.
Already I am hearing mention made on the radio of the "Upcoming Holidays."
My least favorite time of the year.
I saw yesterday that Wal-Mart is already purveying Halloween paraphernalia.
The early morning darkness perfectly matches my early morning dark mood.
I had my worst bout of insomnia in a long, long time, last night. I read in bed til past midnight, waiting for the sleep impulse to strike. I gave up on the wait and turned off the light. Sometime after 2 in the morning I fell asleep, apparently quickly going into nightmare mode, where I had a confrontation with a vicious house cat. In the nightmare I kicked a rock at the vicious house cat, but in reality I kicked the wall next to my bed.
Kicking the wall next to my bed had me back awake and tossing and turning for I don't know how long.
Eventually I did fall asleep, again, and then woke up and gave up and got up, before 6.
I think today is going to be a long long day.
I promise that the vicious house cat was not moi.
ReplyDeleteSounds like perhaps we need to make a visit to a certain place with some boxes of stuff. I'm due for an attitude tune-up myself.