April 19th..sunshine and singing birds.
The sleeping demons got me last night. I don’t see, hear or feel them invade my brain like they did years ago. Now, at the most, I will have shadowy images of racing dreams..but not today.
Sleep demons retreat before I wake, leaving only a thick film between my brain (neurology functions) and my mind (rationalizing functions). I ache, head spinning across the keyboard. Light burns my eyes.. as if I’m a vampire shriveling from the sun. I feel undone..unraveled and raw. My mantra for the next few hours will be: “this will pass..I swear…this WILL pass.” As it has done, literally thousands of times before.
I turn to my saving vice, caffeine. Thick, pungent espresso with milk..steaming hot, to clear my senses. Sleep demons are the most insidious tormentors. Vanishing as my eyes open to a weak and ravaged body and creaky thoughts that feel like rusted wheels turning an ancient machine.
But this WILL pass. It always does. Confused, frightened and alone, I bravely face my day knowing the night demons have passed. If I am careful and mindful of my movements, they will not send the day light minions to harass me.
Words to live by: Walk swiftly over broken glass.
