Brain Blog/Brain Fog

For some totally inexplicable reason, words weren’t happy just hanging around in my head until morning. No, they needed to get out. At THAT moment. 2 AM and 4 AM.

Dave: “Are you all right?”

Lois: “I need to blog.”

Dave: “Great. Tell people that your husband’s asleep.”

I tossed and turned for a while longer until I realized that, as always, it was hopeless. I needed to get up and put words on paper. Nothing brilliant. But also no hope of sleep unless I wrote. So today I’m totally trashed. I need to edit out whatever worthwhile bits and pieces (if any) that I jotted down in the dark. That’ll have to be tomorrow since I can barely put two words together today.