With all of the rain today, darkness comes as a sultry hot cloth covering the eyes of a migraine sufferer.
Star race around as if they were flakes in a snow globe.
The moon relaxes her body down, down, down almost to Earth.
My dogs easily fall asleep side by side with heads on my lap.
Now it is time for me to say Good Night Moon and slip into slumberland. Now it’s time for all good girls to go to sleep.
I am too exhausted to be bad.
Susan Awakening 