Frenzied Thoughts

I should be sleeping. It is Saturday and I don’t have anywhere to be until 10:00am, which these days is a blessed respite.  Yet, it is 6:00am and I am wide awake. Frenzied thoughts blast rapid fire through my brain leaving me dizzy, even though I am laying down. Fortunately, one of the benefits of aging is self-knowledge. Realizing sleep is an unrealistic expectation at this point, I reluctantly swing my feet over the side of the bed and quietly retrieve my robe from the closet. I make my way to the kitchen shadowed by feline friends who are far more excited about my consciousness than I am. I turn on the coffee, open the blinds, and grab pen and paper. I turn my coffee into the dark, sweet, and creamy concoction; whose warm deliciousness signals the beginning of a brand new day. I sit down, sip the dreamy concoction, and being to sort and organize my frenzied thoughts. I am forcibly slowing the brain processes. I then began transferring these thoughts from my mind to the paper. Thus, releasing the thoughts and halting the rapid fire blasting and dizziness. I take comfort in the fact that I have created a plan of action, which will prevent any further frenzied thoughts on this subject.  Now that my brain is calm, the bed beckons but I have already greeted the day and its siren song fills my ears as my next action list dances in my head. So I embrace the day as the promise of an afternoon nap invigorates me.