ive been sleeping irratically. i woke at 430 this am. I watched “The Help” and then ate an egg. My stomach is butterflies.
I realized that this is the time of day I had been getting up at. This is the time when I stumbled into the bathroom and kitchen…and to the bus stop. Not any more. The morning is now dark at this hour. I remember that it was this time last year that I learned of daylight savings time in the practical sense. The sky gets darker, days shorter. Like a protracted inhale.
i woke from a dream that involved a younger version of myself driving around rural wisconsin in a van. i laid in the back and held onto the arm of someone strong as my uncle took us through backroads and trails. somewhere at the end of the dream, we were drivinig to my grampa’s farmhouse, and the road was blocked off by police. i warned my uncle, who paid me no mind and then only 100 feet from the farm, realized the police were waiting for us and did a u- turn which caught the attention of the police.
i wonder why they were waiting for us.
the sky is lightening up.
i am tired.
i affirm a peaceful day at the school. i affirm love and peace and health and safety.
