jOURnal (bLOG)
I know there is a word for this, but it is not uncommon for words to escape me. I like humanizing things by the terms we refer them. For example, ...
As if a storm had eyes, if you would poke one, you could make it cry. I enjoy making the connections because they branch to further connections like how the cloud's crying relates to rain.
Again, I went to bed fully expecting to go to sleep. My mind had other ideas.
The following danced its way into the light of my mind. I thought I had turned that light off.
"Your eyes
They soften steel
They melt the sands
They form the glass
That magnifies
All that I am"
As I have gotten used to the random timing of thoughts, a learned self-discipline got my ass up and I wrote it down in a journal so my mind would let me rest.
I have learned, in the long run it is worth it. I can sleep in peace knowing it won't be another "fish-idea that got away" story, and in the morning, I can follow the pen to see where my random thought wanted to take me.
Technology has changed so much and so fast...and we have become so dependent upon it.
To help me remember how I used to remember things, I Set A Reminder...
After 10:30 last night, I went to bed fully expecting to go to sleep since I had to wake up early for work.
Within five minutes, however, I had the first two stanzas of this poem pop into my head. I knew if I didn't get up and jot them down, I would have lost sleep and probably have forgotten stanzas by the morning.
As it was, I got up and jotted them in a journal, so in the morning was able to finish the poem before leaving for work.
I am glad I didn't let this one get away...
