It’s a little before 6am and I just got in. I washed my face, drank a diet coke and sat down to do a bit of web surfing before I hit the bed. The moon was lovely, shining fully and guiding my curvy drive home. The wind was warm, not at all feeling like an April wind, more like something near South Georgia in June.
As I sit typing, my body feels like it’s sinking into the couch and tilted. My depth is a little off and I feel this weight on my shoulders. Feels like it’s keeping my head from sinking into sleep.
It’s the odd perceptions that happen during this time of day. After being up all night, doing god knows what, my mind is playing tricks with words and visuals. Time to save a document and get a few hours of sleep….