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The Wee Hours 12/11/2014 9:27:52 AM
When my mind is relaxed, inspiration steals me away and puts me out. Once again, I awoke this morning pre-dawn and could not return to sleep. Last I looked, it was 3:45 am. I lay in the dark listening to my husbands light snoring, wishing I could return to slumber. Trying anything to drift back to my dreamworld, I listened to the cats romping through house and started a limerick about them. I didn't want to wake my husband by getting out of bed and going to the computer to write it down, so I repeated it over and over in my mind so as to remember it this morning when my alarm buzzed me awake.
Mentally saying the lines over put me out like counting sheep does for some. Unfortunately, I woke before my alarm did and found that I had forgotten the limerick. Oh, well, I guess that bit of inspiration was my sleeping pill for the morning.
