My sleepless nights

For a few nights here and there I haven't been sleeping. OK, maybe more than that, I would need better sleep to remember.

Sometimes I think I am too tired to sleep, sometimes it is that a little person or three wake up through the night and the moment my head hits the pillow another takes a turn. And recently it has been the pregnancy, I think, it has seemed random and weird. Throws a loop in my day and makes me irritated, I might as well be painting!

But the most usual times I don't sleep is just because my mind is so busy creating and thinking and dissecting everything. I like to know, understand and make sense of things, all kinds of things, close, far, wacky and normal, spiritual and unspiritual.

As a child I used to dream the the world stopped and stood still when I wasn't looking. That it only moved where I went. I was a dreamer and probably always will be. It is safe and lovely.

A friend twittered me this the other day and it made my moment! Later!