Time steals back...

[ellenmillion]

I have been stealing time. A few minutes here to blog. A half an hour there to scribble down some story ideas. An hour for StarGate. A couple of pencil strokes for some art. Little bits of time stealing on all the edges of schedule and responsibility.

Last night, time stole back. I woke from strange dreams thinking about money and taxes and credit cards and failure of business and dreams and how horrible I am as a person and that thing I said two weeks ago that may have been taken badly by a complete stranger and MONEY and TAXES and CREDIT CARDS and FAILURE... for several hours, despite firmly telling my brain to shut up and go to sleep already.

Sometimes, I hate my brain.

Comments

[norda.livejournal.com]

You, too, eh?

These kinds of dreams, and the wakeful thoughts between dreaming, means neither of us gets a respite.

[lindseyhodder.livejournal.com]

*Hugs*

I hate it when the brain won't shut up! Good on you for stealing time though. If we didn't steal time, nothing we wanted would ever get done.

[astein142.livejournal.com]

That's what the brain does, at 2 AM, when you'd much rather be sleeping and dreaming of warm fuzzy kittens and dark chocolate. When mine does that, I distract it. (My local NPR radio runs BBC World News all night long. I find that the Brits have nice soothing voices that lull me back to sleep, even if they ve happen to be discussing grim tidings.)

[ellenmillion.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, that would probably be a great way to get back to sleep. But Jake is a very light sleeper... maybe I can use my mp3 player with an ear bud. hmm!

[jenelycam.livejournal.com]

Poor Ellen... *HUGS*

[metasilk.livejournal.com]

Oy!!