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Every morning I’m awake a couple of hours before anyone else. I always try my best to fall asleep again, but after more than a better part of an hour staring into the dark, I give up. I make my way to the family room and settle in on the couch with my laptop on the coffee table or on my lap. Delores saunters over and begs for attention. Her nuzzling and kneading feels like affection, but I know her true motive is to be fed; my early morning ritual has made me The Feeder. After I’m completely comfortable her pestering gets the better of me and I untangle myself from the down comforters and give into her pleading. While I’m up, I make myself an espresso and open the blinds around the window seat in the living room, knowing that after Delores has eaten she’ll watch the dawn from this spot.
A few minutes later I’m back in my nest with a latte in-hand. I check my social networks, write, and carefully consider pictures on my memory cards. Sometimes the early morning news provides background noise, other times I prefer the quiet, or listening to the rain hit the skylights. It’s this time of day when I organize my thoughts and make lists to plan my life. Insomnia can be lonely, but I usually treasure those quiet hours when most of Portland’s still asleep.