2 am and I’m up and running., no choice in the matter, but here I am. There are many reasons why I am up and you could probably guess a few just by reading the name of my blog site. I would love to sleep longer but chronic pain and my husbands snoring are not the best combo (sorry babe, you know its true, but I’ve been know to tear it up as well😴😳🤭).
But, this really isn’t about sleep, I have already covered that odyssey. It really doesn’t matter how I wake it up, its why……pain in some spots and a tingle numbness in another. However, I also find myself with a very full brain. As soon as I open my eyes, its pain and a full brain swimming in all sorts of thoughts.
I have to laugh a little though, because right here and right now is physically and mentally my most productive time. I’m ready to take on the day, thinking about all the stuff I want to do, but realizing its 2AM!!!! It’s not like I’m gonna go food shopping or vacuum! So I sit, and now, thank heavens I write.
There is something to be said for this time in the morning. In the summer, I would often times go outside to the deck and set myself up on the table and start writing while listening to music and watching the sunrise. That was and is my time and my time only. My peace to think and prepare myself for the day.
Yes, my peace. Something I realized I needed as a coping mechanism. Then I needed an outlet for my thought or energy, yes energy. Energy that’s often times drained by noon. Anyway, i started with coloring. Those big beautiful therapeutic books filled with very detailed pictures of flowers and birds to fill with vibrant colors to create your next masterpiece. Spent about $40 on books, coloring pencils, and fine tip color pens…….well, not for me, I tried, not for me!
It wasn’t until my hospital stay in June for an MS Relapse ( now thats a story for another blog) that I understood journaling. I was under the impression of it being a Dear Diary situation. Wrong again, kinda. It can be anything at all, anything you want to create. It only took me all my life to just figure this out. My first inkling was a year or so when I saw a story about dot journaling. Then the rest was history.
Everyone needs an outlet. Everyone needs a place to put there thoughts, anxieties, stresses, and just concerns about their lives and illnesses. I found writing to be mine.
I am so grateful for the people who follow my blog, I really am. I feel connected and I get to learn from others. So, 2am blogging for me is my time, my precious time and I feel like I have accomplished something and start the day in a positive light.
Have a Fantastic Day ❤️