Too Much Too Late
Sometimes I lie awake at night, unable to calm my thoughts. My mind will wander, find a road it likes and then hit the gas, heading down the road at 90 mph, which is fast for a mind like mine.
It can be any kind of road, my thoughts do not discriminate. Sometimes the road leads to things like Bobblehead Dan, an article for TheDustin Daily, or maybe just a random post like this one. Sometimes, I’m headed for that proverbial crossroad, a major decision in my life that I’m struggling with. I never reach the end of the road or choose which direction to go just lying there. I have to get up. I have to start that project, I have to write that article, I have to make that decision.
Tonight, I’m writing this, wondering if the same thing ever happens to you. I’m wondering if our thoughts parallel, if they intersect. I’m wondering if I might ever run into you while driving down the road at 90 mph. I’m wondering if,perhaps, you had too much sweet tea too late and you can’t get to sleep either.