I do not fall asleep easily nor do I have the dreamless sleep that others proclaim as restorative. I am busy in my dreams and I awake with tales of where I have been, what it looked like, who I spoke to, and of all the colors. So, feeling well rested is a wonderful, but futile experience for me.
Now, a good day is Sleep, Eat, Read in no particular order. I read two to three novels each weekend. I start my day with at least two coffees. I keep the room warm and the pajamas on. When I get tired of reading, out comes the computer and reading and discovery take place in the electrical realm, rather than paper.
But sparkles of energy keep my mind awake wherever I read. When I think of other people, I recall my responsibilities to them or that which I need to do for them.
My brain is never completely free. But to those who observe me, they miss the universes at work in my spirit, mind and soul while I appear to look at my book. Although it is solitary, it is not still, because activity and response to the words keep me reacting, considering, and absorbing.
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