Well, I was going to go climbing…but that was before the alarm went off and I rolled over and went back to sleep. When the alarm sounded, I sat up and turned it off, contemplated briefly if I wanted to go out into the cold morning air, mentally said, “Nope,” and laid back down. I awoke to my brother standing at the foot of the bed with Squiggle Bug. I had overslept over two hours! I quickly got things ready for Cullen and he was asleep for the most part, so I laid him in the nice warm spot where I had by lying and covered him up. He was very sleepy–as sleepy as I was! I gave my brother a hug and took my meds (late, of course). Now that I am a little more awake, I have gotten dressed somewhat and am writing this blog post to wake up a bit more. My blog helps me think and focus. I am glad I slept in, though. I needed that. My sleep is a difficult thing to manage most of the time. I do not sleep well, have nightmares regularly, and am probably eating away at the ends of my telomeres like there’s no tomorrow. Those telomeres are important to longevity, I hear. I have to do something about that…
Anyway, good morning! I hope you are having a good morning, too. If you are not, stop to take a deep breath and feel that breath fill your lungs. You are alive–it is a good day! It is a new day; a new opportunity. Who knows what will happen today? You must live it to find out, and I hope that your steps are blessed this day, my friends. Have a good one, no matter how it started out.
