Wednesday Ramblings

Ah, humidity. There you go setting off the alarm...that hasn’t happened in a nice, long peaceful while...I think I lost my train of thought. Oh right, there it is again. My energy has been spent. I think I might have slept but I can’t be sure. It was a drifting in and out of some form of semi-conscious state, striving to make myself at least comfortable enough for rest. I won’t have the energy to be productive later if rest doesn’t find me soon. It’s all right, the tasks at hand aren’t that immediate I suppose. Slowing down can make all the difference in the result after all. It’s not as wasteful as one might think. Sometimes stepping away and returning to these tasks results in a better outcome than you might have had before. I feel as though I’m writing these words from some kind of strange dream, but they are helping me to see things a little more clearly somehow. Worry is useless. Sleep is interrupted. This is life, especially in the middle of the summer.

The birds are singing again, their pre-dawn song, and it seems as though they must have a song for every hour. Somehow, my head feels a little clearer right now, and I’m at the center of my own little world. Lack of sleep might actually help my state of mind. I haven’t written at this hour in a long time, and there’s a freedom to it. I’m not concerned with consistency and simply spilling out a few words to sort out the sluggish cobwebs in my brain. I’m dreaming of thunderstorms, considering the worthiness of waiting to watch the sunrise, a rare even in the life of a night person such as myself.  I’m hoping for the sweet relief of rain. I’m composing some kind of potential prose and perhaps a few lacklustre fairytales in some far off corner of my imagination. I’ll revisit them in some form here should they chose to be released. I must attempt to regroup so that I might enjoy what the rest of Wednesday might show me. I wish you, my readers, a relaxing day.