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Jun. 14th, 2006 09:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
falcongrrlI can't seem to wake up again this morning either.
I stay pretty tired all day, until I manage to get a nap (if I do) and then I'm up until all hours because I can't seem to go to sleep at the right time. I lie in bed and toss and turn and try not to wake Dave up and then get up and walk around and poke on the computer, and then I try again.
Meh. I'm kinda tired of it. I'm fine once I get to sleep; it's getting to sleep initially that's the trick.
I have a sucky poem I've been playing around with that I guess I'll post here. It was inspired by a NASA image of the day of about a week or so ago.
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dracomistle I found www.80percent.com I really like Julie Hill's artwork, and I love the idea of making something creative, even a small thing, each day. I'm wondering how I can incorporate that concept into my own life.
Therapy went well yesterday. Today I need to call the pharmacy about my refill--I'm going through the meds faster, obviously, since I'm on a higher dose.
There are a lot of things that I can do today, but little that I really want to do, which is a bit frustrating.
More later, maybe, when I'm awake and feeling less meh. :-)
Saturn is blue and so am I.
We laugh in whimsy and part the same.
Pain strikes,
sleeps in darkness,
hovers upon your face.
Hibiscus treasure peeks
vibrant over a wooden cage.
Children scream from the screen
their heroes lost
as lovers are silenced.
Moons rise silvery magnetic
praying themselves full.
Hard to know if grief
will lie upon my chest
or flap in lazy circles.
Hard to know what this day will bring,
whom I'll meet,
whom I'll become.
I stay pretty tired all day, until I manage to get a nap (if I do) and then I'm up until all hours because I can't seem to go to sleep at the right time. I lie in bed and toss and turn and try not to wake Dave up and then get up and walk around and poke on the computer, and then I try again.
Meh. I'm kinda tired of it. I'm fine once I get to sleep; it's getting to sleep initially that's the trick.
I have a sucky poem I've been playing around with that I guess I'll post here. It was inspired by a NASA image of the day of about a week or so ago.
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dracomistle I found www.80percent.com I really like Julie Hill's artwork, and I love the idea of making something creative, even a small thing, each day. I'm wondering how I can incorporate that concept into my own life.Therapy went well yesterday. Today I need to call the pharmacy about my refill--I'm going through the meds faster, obviously, since I'm on a higher dose.
There are a lot of things that I can do today, but little that I really want to do, which is a bit frustrating.
More later, maybe, when I'm awake and feeling less meh. :-)
Saturn is blue and so am I.
We laugh in whimsy and part the same.
Pain strikes,
sleeps in darkness,
hovers upon your face.
Hibiscus treasure peeks
vibrant over a wooden cage.
Children scream from the screen
their heroes lost
as lovers are silenced.
Moons rise silvery magnetic
praying themselves full.
Hard to know if grief
will lie upon my chest
or flap in lazy circles.
Hard to know what this day will bring,
whom I'll meet,
whom I'll become.