this background seems fitting. crumpled up paper. that seems to be where all my blog ideas go lately. down in the bottom of my purse on sticky notes stuck on my journal, yet not written in. short disconnected thoughts. my whole self scattered on bedside tables, in purses and somewhere between my two offices. and in the kitchen. i always have things in the kitchen.
to say my insomnia has been bad of late would be a massive understatement. it's horrendous. the not sleeping i could handle if i could still remember things in the daytime. if i could still function enough to work.
instead i have bursts of energy, short sweet bursts, and then i proceed to sit and stare - or worse i get up to do something and then stand in the middle of a hallway or mid-sentence, completely blank. then i start all over again.
but i'm thankful. right now i don't have any COAT kids. so while the next COAT is right around the corner and planning time is at a premium - i'm thanking God that i can go home and take the occasional mid-morning, i-can't-function-anymore, who-am-i-again, power nap to get me through.
so until then, my 'brilliant' journal scribbles will have to wait in their crumpled holding spot in the bottom of my purse - while i continue to get by on my sweet tea and a dream (now if that's not a book title, i don't know what is.)