Sleepless Night
Sipping wine and reading blog posts
I so loved being outside at 11 o’clock last night
The last night on the balcony
Not interested in sleep.
But today was the noon flight back to colder weather
And I could barely sleep all night.
Perhaps it was the wine, the nagging thoughts about leaving
Or the brief, vague haunting dream of walking into a huge auditorium
Unable to find the place I was expected at.
Sleep wasn’t coming.
I finally blamed it on the too-soft squishy hotel pillow
That makes you feel like you can’t breathe.
The masked plane ride with the added face shield
Was uncomfortable and exhausting today
But I mindlessly re-watched The Undoing
Loving Nicole Kidman’s acting (and coats)
Daring not to eat or move about on the plane.
I am home now, my cat beside me
Reading blog posts without wine
Lying on my bed, loving my home pillows
Fearing that no brilliant prose of mine are forthcoming
I need to go to sleep.
Sometimes the pragmatic path proves to be the brilliant one. Thank for writing about what you had at hand, juxtaposing two different days, and welcome back to the land of excellent pillows!
ReplyDeleteSo hopeful that you were able to sleep last night. I felt your sleepless night, the anxious plane ride, and the sheer exhaustion of it all.
ReplyDeleteOh Heidi I have missed so much! Going backwards now. It seems you are back in Florida? Or were? I hope your mother in law is okay. I love that you love your home pillows- I agree- there is just something about home pillows.
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