Sunday Is My Unday

SLEEP AVOIDED ME THIS WEEK

Mind Chatter – Background Noise Of Discontent – Pre-empted And Derailed All Hope Of Resting … 

A Good Night’s Sleep was something I couldn’t even dream about.  How’s that for poetic irony?

Malaise crept in.  Focus slipped out.  I drifted into a numb trance.

… Uncertainty filled the void, anchored by Worry and Thoughtless Thoughts.  Continue reading “Sunday Is My Unday”