I can feel myself retreatinginto my own mind while wanting to tellmy friends I love them. I want to do nothingbut lie on the floor holding my kids in my armsoccasionally running off to bed with my husband.I need to write but want to watch movies, reada book but my body demands sleep. I want to drinkwhile sober, take a nap instead of exercise.I’ll work hard but really want to quit my job,resist yet surrender. Sparkle and glower. Hollerand whine. I want to run away but stay home.
For Sanaa's prompt in the Garden: OF INSOMNIA AND SLEEP