lately i need earplugs for night’s silence; its mute heartbeat CLANGS in my ears keeping me from pastel dreamland.

parched eyeballs dry heave, weary from tv screens, books, magazines, and computers…..they are my new ineffectual sleeping aids.

i have taken the ambien path. an effective path. a path that garners at least 8 uninterrupted hours of quality slumber. a path paved with soothing, snug, seductive sheets; pillows that caress and cosset; bewitching and benevolent blankets doting away my sorrows, past and present. a path also paved with sparrows and rabbits (cartoon form) magically appearing to frolic and lullaby me to sleep. further down this loopy lane i’ll find myself plucking sweet peas and tulips from my nightgown with which i’ll then fashion into the most beautiful bouquet. but not before i’ll have a final 48 minutes of total and complete amnesia.

yes, i wake up refreshed. i also wake up to ninety-eight new facebook friends, a missing jar of costco size peanut butter, and a one broken heel on my favorite kate spade pumps.


so, i’m off the ambien route, and back to valerian, warm tea (yes the herbal kind!!!), and counting golden retrievers.

resolution #1: find (non-amy winehouse) sleep remedy

happy wednesday loves.

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