No silver bullet

If it bleeds we can kill it...or so said Arnold Schwarzenegger in the movie Predator.

But what if it doesn't bleed...how then do we kill it?

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I've been flat out like a lizard drinking for about six months now, my work is demanding, and while I've had time off now and then I've struggled to switch off and find a good sense of inner peace; when I manage to have time away from work I've never really detached meaning I've not found a true sense of rest...I'm afflicted with a brain that doesn't really like shutting off I guess.

So stress and a sense of unrest...it doesn't bleed so I can't Arnold Schwarzenegger it, and there's no silver bullet to kill it either.

I was thinking about it last night and figured, in place of a silver sleep-killing bullet I'd plan nothing and sleep as much as I can this weekend - sleep is restorative after all. So I guess I planned after all, planned to sleep. It's been working well so far...although I write this post and wasn't asleep when I did. I also went out for breakfast and wasn't asleep at that point either. Oh, I also got up at 5am and went for a bike ride and wasn't even a little bit asleep during that either.

Ok, so my plan isn't working so well...but it's Saturday mid-afternoon right now and I'm thinking I'll go and have a snooze in my hammock...and I'll be asleep during that for sure.

🔺Even in Arcadia🔺Still Can't Sleep🔺Until the Stars Go Out🔺

(This post is for the #saturdayselections concept - sharing music in the

community on Saturdays.)