Three nights ago, I dreamt I was putting together a slide presentation for work. I think it was the longest dream ever. In my dream, I obsessively edited each word and slide until it was perfect. When I woke up, I felt super un-rested, like I hadn’t slept at all.
Two nights ago, I lay in bed at 11pm but didn’t fall asleep until almost 4am. In the 5 hours of sleeplessness, I (a) picked up a Don DeLillo book; (b) got 2 drinks of water; (c) experimented with 6 new sleeping positions.
Last night, I went out for what I thought would be a drink and a little music for an hour or so, and came home at 3:30am, still basking in the glow of early 90’s hip hop.
As I head off for a few days to ponder life, I leave you with a photo of the well-rested, snuggly foster kitten I took care of for a month. My friend Z snapped it; I cropped it to remove evidence that my dress rode all the way up my butt while I was sitting down. Which is OK in the safety of my own home, but is less OK when posted on the internets with my name on it.When I return, I’ll be better rested, less caffeinated, and more snuggly. I hope.May your weeks all be blessed and filled with love,Elisa