"Most nights are tough . . .
She lays there in the darkness.
Overwhelmed by the things
she wished she didn't think about."
~r.h. Sin
Most of us know a thing or two
about sleepless nights. Interesting
how those long hours are passed in
negativity rather than happy thoughts.
I find myself reviewing my sins,
looking at various ways I could have
done better, seeing those wrongs
against hearth and home . . . a never
ending saga of my foibles and faults.
How is it that we don't mentally
explore fun things to try, good things
to accomplish and even think about
the odd good deed or two?! I wonder
if we were born with an innate need
to critique and punish our wayward
selves?!
I wonder, is it too late to change the
habits of a lifetime? Can I at least
attempt a different approach? Practice
makes perfect? Or, some such!!!
I swear, there are times I would like
to ask Hitler himself about mind
control. I don't seem to be able to
harness my own!
having a bad night
bring on the fairy tales please
so tired of ugly
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