Valerian

Last night I was overly thinking everything and the two small cups of coffee I drank were haunting me like a shocking device and even all the exercise and chiropractic adjustments and book reading would not allow me to settle down. I gave in and took a Valerian gel cap and after washing that distinct and pungent odor off of my hands I settled into sleep. I wrapped my legs around my pillows and alternated between side and back sleeping. The dreams came and went and my bladder ruled my wakings and even though I can feel the residue of my dream world I can't fully recollect it like I normally do. Could this be a side effect of the Valerian or just a kind way of my mind and body letting me off of the hook for once? I mean all I did all day Monday was push myself and calculate diversions: a brisk walk to Skylight Bookstore siting a very large raccoon along the way, creating an artful and delicious sandwich, reading out loud with gusto, napping in my car, sit-ups, stretches, bathing after scrubbing the tub down, perusing unfinished art projects, driving to and from my chiropractic office, working admidst a plethora of cords like the tentacles of a sea anenome, and the TV made a brief debue with an oddly timed Christmas rerun.

Today the sky still wants me to sleep. Gray and moist and downright chilly, the skylight is trying to take me home and into my downy bed.