Sleepless in Redding
Last night I called for sleep.
I shouted, whispered, pleaded and it remained….
I wondered why it wouldn’t come.
I watched a Turner Classic Movie.
I stared at Twitter.
I checked Facebook .
I willed to dream.
I chased thoughts down steep, winding paths only to become lost in a piney forest.
I swam in murky doziness.
I conversed with Moose and Max. The dogs.
I greeted Saturday, August 1st with a groan.
Perhaps, a cup of strong tea….a potion of promise.
A Band-Aid for today.