pass the syrup

I think we're going to have to start a Sleepless In Taos support group. Between hot flashes, overworked minds, and dogs who need to go outside to do whatever at all hours, there seem to be quite a few of us who aren't sleeping through the night. Sometimes we get on the internet at the same time - usually around 3AM - to see if there's anyone else out there to keep us company. It's mostly women, but Rick and I were both up last night, with little Heidi trotting to the door every two minutes. She has a thing she does every so often... outside, inside, outside, inside... we know from experience that it can be messy to ignore her requests to open the door. Now we just turn on the lights and wait till she's ready to go back to bed. I didn't go to the computer last night, but this morning there were two emails from friends who had been up at that same silly time of night/morning. I think we should just give in and call it party time. Next time this happens, let's all just gather in our kitchen and make pancakes. After an hour or two we'll be tired again, and can go back to sleep till noon or so.

Scheduling isn't what it used to be. Time isn't what it used to be. When our own bodies refuse to cooperate with clock-time, maybe it's time to learn some new ways to live in this skin we're in... It sure doesn't work to fight it.

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Today I am grateful for...

Django Reinhardt.

Rick.

Band-aids with smiley faces on them...


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