To sleep so deeply beneath a full moon that I awaken at 3am, certain it is 5
I make coffee and sip, before I check the time
This is too early to begin the day and I am suddenly tired
Wide awake at 5
Half awake at 3
I don’t why such arbitrary things as clock times have any hold over me
And on the roof, the first droplets sound
It’s a full moon
And there’s no one around
I may as well write poetry
*Has this ever happened to you. I was having such a deep sleep. Out the door the pavers around the pool were light, the sky bright and I was convinced that rather than being awake in what amounts to the middle of the night, I had almost slept in
I made a cup of coffee, and while sipping it slowly, reached for my watch and checked the time. And was instantly tired.
Except now I’m drinking my coffee and my poet is alive and warming her pencils
Do I go back to sleep? Or at least make the attempt or call it early (and not mad) an simply get on with the day?
And how can I be convinced that I slept well one moment, and then when the clock told me a different story…be so easily convinced otherwise? It is an indication of just how much belief can affect our physiology. How can I use this super power for good today?
Perhaps I will tell myself caffeine makes me sleepy…