Yesterday was an early start for me, because I had the laundry room booked from 8am – early for me, because it means I have to be up by 7am. The night before I had to take a full “lucky” pill because of my “sorry ass” – it was very sore and took the pill in the middle night.
So I was still very dozy when I started my laundry adventure. That meant that I was extremely tired early in the evening – so I jumped under the duvet very early, ready to give today to my online world; visit friends, startup conversations and give answers *laughing
Felt to sleep straight away around 9pm – woke up just before midnight – and the dancing started.
A dance I could have been without; water, discomfort, numb pungent feet, lucky pill, horrific nightmares, bleeding, toilet visits, anxiety, nausea, tossing and turning. There was nothing to stop the rock n’roll – TV on and off in the bedroom.
After I had the same horrific nightmare for the second time – I started crying … felt truly “shitty” and left the bed for the kitchen table. There I sat until the morning had arrived, had breakfast just after 8am … then I crawled under the duvet again and slept like a baby until 12.30pm.
One thing is for sure that dancing with demons isn’t for the faint hearted *laughing. So I will come and visit you later, maybe after the ice skating and a big bowl of pop corn.
“If you can’t get rid of the skeleton in your closet,
you’d best teach it to dance.”
George Bernard Shaw
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