THIS IS WHERE I AM SUPPOSED TO BE
Why is it everything at night is more horrible, scary, and awful? For instance, when my boys were little and would wake in the night with a fever, I was ten times more afraid of their condition than if the same temperature happened at say 10 am. A fever at 2 am obviously meant meningitis, whereas a similar fever at 10 am meant a cranky baby until the Motrin could kick in. Even now, when I have a sleepless night, my mind doesn’t wonder towards pleasantries….no, no…not at all! My mind takes a trip straight past Logic Lane and beelines for Crazy Town. Case in point: Just two nights ago, I was awake and couldn’t get back to sleep. After tossing and turning, I finally just sat in bed and let my thoughts wonder. Every worry and complaint I could think of came to mind. I started with complaining… Gosh I hate my job now!! I’m alone all day, sitting at a computer, talking to people on the phone who just call to complain!! I would k...