Found a penny heads up today, at a rest area. My commute this morning was 4.5 hours, so I had to take a few quick stops and get some fresh air. Driving makes me so tired. And after a sleepless night like last night, I was crumbling.
I don’t know why, but nights are always the worst for me. I’m more emotional, I don’t want to go to bed, and it’s when all the bad memories and ideas come up. It’s when I think about the events that formed me into the anxious, broken person I am today.
But I’m ok with being a bit broken. I don’t need perfection. I just need sleep. And a little luck maybe (?).
That’s all folks.
So I picked you up,
From down on the dirty ground.
Please impart your luck
— M. Morey RD