Tuesday, May 06, 2008

It's 3:34 am

I try not to bitch in my blog, but it's 3:34 am and acid is gnawing a hole in my stomach, so I'm going to anyway.  feel free to skip reading today. 


Why am I up?  Oh I could take the easy way out and say that my head congestion woke me up and that my allergies are killing me, but that would ignore the dull ache in my gut that tells me that worrying followed me to bed.  I used to be able to put everything aside and sleep nicely through the night but I can't do that anymore.


Yeah, I guess there's a lot on my mind these days and it ain't the Eagles proverbial "seven women."  The kids are at their mom's tonight and that always gives me some concern.  Work is great on one hand, full of challenges and opportunities, but on the other there's just not enough time to get it all done. 


And then there's the search for my muse.  The desire to get something written that is bigger than my day-to-day is strong, but the fire to do it at the end of a day that is inevitably filled with its own challenges is much weaker.


And so I lay awake and finally slip from the room downstairs to the laptop and find ... nothing.


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