Squeezed into tight places
my blanket swallows me with warmth
what is uncomfortable with open eyes
fades away with the moonlight
the achiness
the exhaustion from too much fatigue
Leaves me with an option of one choice
As I fall with happy thoughts
into my dreams of desired sleep....

My dreams are my friend. My blankets are my battalion that help for me to fight against the cold. There is nothing like a good snuggle with the blankets wrapped tight to help cure your achy joints. That and some Tylenol. My head remains best friends with my pillow. This is the bulk of my activity for today. This is fine with me. I really don't have the energy to argue against this feeling anyway. My eyes are tired, my body is sore. But I am flowing with the sands of time. Why fight it? I let go and move on. Other than all the normal uggh-ish feeling, I am doing okay emotionally, as well as mentally.

I'm handling it by not fighting it.

And this too shall pass....