"All words are symbols that represent unspeakable realities. Which is also why words are magical." (Donald Miller tweet)

Friday, March 23, 2012

1:54 AM

Spring - the most wonderful time of the year. Except for the allergies. Which are remedied through every-other-day Claritin.

To take it EVERY day is to cause desert-like dryness in one's mouth and eyes. Not good for public speaking. Or any speaking at all. Or contact lenses.

Claritin, while a dear friend, always causes a single sleepless night as it settles into my system for the season.

This is that night.

I had OJ for supper, followed by a class that was less than uplifting, and thus I was ready for bed a bit earlier than usual. Who am I kidding? I was ready for bed a bit earlier than YOUR usual, not mine. I love going to bed early, and waking up early. So at 9:34 PM, it was either make myself a real dinner or go to bed. I went to bed.

11:57 PM Eyes flew open.

And now it's 1:54 AM and here I sit, wondering what to do with myself. It's not boredom - no, no, there's plenty to do.

Fill out mortgage renewal papers. Or read my textbook. Both guaranteed to tie my brain in a knot. Which wouldn't exactly be helpful when the goal is sleep.


I could play around with my Russian language lessons. Far more enjoyable than mortgage renewals or research methods texts - but still - knotted brain again - so I will refrain.



There's no way anything good is on TV on at this time of night.

So ... here's my solution ... and here's hoping it leads to some zzzzz's before the alarm goes off in a few hours.