These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................
Friday, July 14, 2006
I'm So Tired
ugh. I'm having a rough morning for some reason that I can't put my finger on. I feel like I was up all night! I'm so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open.
Last night I had dinner with a cousin and her husband who were traveling through. We had a good meal, and enjoyed our talk, although the restaurant was SO noisy! Does anyone else notice that these days? Maybe it's my age, but I don't think so, because this has bugged me for a long time. It is hard to find a restaurant in which you can just talk. There is one here in KC that I usually recommend because the food is really good, and it is easy to visit without shouting. We didn't go there since they are from out of town and I didn't want to get them lost. It is easy for locals to find, but not right off the highway for visitors.
We parted fairly early so they could get back to their RV and I home before a storm hit us. It turned out to be not too bad, but I was still glad to be home before it broke loose. I was in bed before midnight and slept through the night. I had a dream about my dad. He was about 30, had a full head of hair, was a cowboy (?) riding a beautiful, big palomino. He was sorta like a Robin Hood character and was hiding out in the woods. I would leave him food hanging on a tree. he rode out on his horse, hopped off and looked around, then sprinted a few yards, snatched the food and dashed back to the horse to ride into the woods. What the heck was that all about?!?! I have to say it was fun seeing my dad again, especially as a young strong man. That is how I'd like to always remember him.
I woke this morning around 5:00 and altho I was tired, I couldn't sleep again. Now I'm walking around as if in a daze. I've tried going back to bed without success in getting back to sleep. sighhh. I feel as if I took something for sleep last night, but I didn't.
On top of this, my phone rang a while ago. It was a collect call from a correctional facility. This is the 3rd I've had since March. These calls have been from different people, at least the last 2 have. Boy, the people who had this # before must have been winners! To my knowledge, I've never known 2 felons, even in the type work I was in, and especially not well enough that they would call me collect.
Well I guess I will quit feeling sorry for myself and try to do something productive. Wish me luck. No, wish me energy! It's gonna be a looooong day!