So,. I says to myself, “how’s about a bottle of beer
It’s 3AM..who knew that coffee ice cream would
have me staring at the ceiling at this hour?
So I start writing in my mind…….
Let’s see…..running naked through the forest
running naked on a moonlit beach
having conversations under water
And what about flying?? You should write something
Sleep, sleep, sleep…
Sheep..yes…one, two, three, four…. yikes!!
That never works.
Ok then, how about reviewing the
movie you watched before bed.all those hours ago?
Or deciding what route to take to the wedding in May…or
how did you manage to forget to pick up some half and half??
Maybe a pickled egg or a little ham would help?
This would be a great time to pair those socks, or
to sketch a giraffe…or bleach my teeth.
So, it is now three bottles of beer and I am shuffling my ITunes and
it is 4AM.
On the desk, my bleary eyed cat stares at me.
Empty the dishwasher? nope, too noisy
A shower…that might wake me
A pedicure? fold some wash, watch another movie?
Do a little shopping…Zappos? Yoga?