My
body clock does not seem to understand I would like to sleep until 6
am. At 3 am or 3.30 am, my eyelids snap open. I stare up at the ceiling
and know my sleep time is over. Daniel tells me I should just roll over
and try to sleep some more: sleep has always come easily to him.
I clamber out of bed. I pray. I read my Bible. I decide to check my email...which in turn becomes a checking of my blogroll. I'm tossed into other people's lives. Their thoughts, dreams, worries, experiences come alive on the screen in front of me. There will be no chance of sleep with all this activity in my head.
I sit and listen...
silence ringing in my ears
sliced by soft snores
sounds of computer humming
sleep tip toeing further away
I sit and think...
memories from yesterday
mulling over what will be
musing about tomorrow
mentally bidding sleep farewell
And so it is, I'm here at 4 something in the morning rambling senselessly about nothing :)
I clamber out of bed. I pray. I read my Bible. I decide to check my email...which in turn becomes a checking of my blogroll. I'm tossed into other people's lives. Their thoughts, dreams, worries, experiences come alive on the screen in front of me. There will be no chance of sleep with all this activity in my head.
I sit and listen...
silence ringing in my ears
sliced by soft snores
sounds of computer humming
sleep tip toeing further away
I sit and think...
memories from yesterday
mulling over what will be
musing about tomorrow
mentally bidding sleep farewell
And so it is, I'm here at 4 something in the morning rambling senselessly about nothing :)
