Some nights my dreams evaporate into waves of self-recrimination with little transition from sleep to wakefulness. A weight settles onto my chest, my heart races, and my thoughts chase one another in an endless loop.
Other nights I fall into peaceful slumber, amusing vignettes keeping me company through the long night. I stretch luxuriously upon waking, and a smile remains on my lips.
I wish there were a vending machine into which I could insert coins for either choice A or choice B. I really need a B night.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
My viewing of blogs is usually a hit or miss activity. Several of your posts I have read. This one is perfect the wording, the thought, the message. Maybe it’s the time year or the time of life for me. Thanks for a great thought.
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Thank you!
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Sigh…ain’t it the truth.
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Unfortunately, it is.
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May you have a B night
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Thank you!
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I’ve had two B nights in a row, so I’m bracing myself for the former. A doctor friend of ours says about sleepless nights, “Change the conversation in your head.” I laughed when he said because it sounded flippant. But lately I’ve done just that when I’m obsessing about something at 2:00am. Damn if it doesn’t help. Good luck! – Marty
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I’ll give it a try!
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