Not Alone, Busy Brain

Sweet slumber, gives way to Busy Brain. Unexpected; thought things were well in hand.

Why does this happen? Why do our brains do this? Work, kids, bills, tasks, life comes trickle rushing in.

This scribble at 243a, after an hour and a half of this and that ponder. A coupe of my colleagues at work, they get up about this time to start early shift. I think of them.

I’d like to sleep a bit longer, get a couple more hours before up and go. Plenty to do, Busy Brain tells me. Get more rest, I tell my brain.

My grandma used to do the crossword when she couldn’t sleep; or read. I tap away, scribbling down these words on the page.

So you know you’re not alone.

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