Wednesday - January 30, 2013
Spring temperatures and quiet breezes with the bedroom window open.... Last night's failsafe recipe for sleep and rest was not the antidote for an unsettled night. Instead it mirrored many others over the last few weeks - with me awaking from shattering dreams. They generally involve grave peril for the children - certain loss and permanent separation. Well, at least my subconscious is not showing any degree of coy subtlety. I am as anxious in slumber as I am in daytime reflection when my thoughts are ambushed by those upcoming Feb. 4 tests / Feb. 12 oncologist consult. OR it could simply be an unsettling result of too much dystopian fiction :)
I also seem to be ripping my cuticles to shreds.
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