Oh, nothing

Welcome to my “why am I still up” moment. It’s been a long day, though not because I’ve done anything. I don’t know if it was anemia, Leukemia, or insomnia, but today just staying awake was exhausting.

Which leads me to the present. Why am I still up? Have you ever felt too tired to go lie down? Isn’t that the epitome of laziness? Everyone else in the house has had the good sense to go to sleep. Maybe I’m unconsciously trying to milk each day for all it’s worth, not willing to admit to myself that another day is over.

Give the gift of words.