This week has not been the best for me. Sleep and I have not been friends. That is nothing new for me. Talking to my friend/sister/life coach, she thinks that I might have too much on my mind. I started thinking about my night, and all I could is count the number of hours I would get or need to sleep off my meds. The math leads my mind down rabbit holes. I thought about my bed, requiring a new mattress, moving into a new home, the headache I had at work all day from not sleeping well. I could not get comfortable and could not turn my brain off. Nevertheless, amid all my whiny thoughts, there were brilliant moments of gratitude.
Today, I am thankful for the roof over my head. And as cliche’, as that sounds, I needed to escape the negative thoughts flooding my mind. It has been rainy this week, and I thought about the homeless people I saw this weekend sleeping under a bridge. I thought about the circumstances that brought them to that point and how I am just a paycheck away from that possibility.
I am also thankful for this blog and the #bloglikecrazy challenge. Writing has been a little more complicated, and I have been trying my best not to get caught up in the numbers (views, likes, followers, etc.). I want to write full-time, and this challenge is the perfect way to get me into the routine of writing. I sleep on many ideas, and now I am forced to deal with them or trash them.
Finally, I am thankful for the gift of music. I watched Trolls World Tour while I was trying to write. Each music genre lived in its own world/country with its own string of a harp that, at one time, united them. Pop decided to break away, taking its string, and Rock chose to collect/steal all the strings for a rock zombie guitar by going on a world tour. Rock destroyed each genre after it accumulated its string. Rock failed to see the importance of each genre, just the way Pop had. I used to depend on music to help me sleep every night, and then I started using the TV. . Last night, I had to shut off the flicker from the tv and try to use music to ease my mind. Even though I overslept, I was happy to get any sleep. I decided to keep my spirit calm for work today and got stuck on a song that carried me through the day. At that point, I realized that I need to get back to my love of music. It is easy to get distracted by unnecessary things, so I am grateful for the power music possesses.
Fingers crossed for sweet sleep!
Give love. Get love.
The Ready Writer 