Tired yet no sleep

Here I sit trying to waste down the energy of jumping legs but all I can do is place the energy in my mind. Helping, the heat of the down comforter to draws the jerks into darkness.

Pulling me up to heaviness.  The mind screams but I play more and more YouTube videos. One right after the next. Praying that the yawns help drift my eyes closed.

I soon forget about everything but the enjoyment at the pool. The sunshine,  the water and me relaxing. Just peaceful.

No push for anything but more freckles to decorate pale skin.

Then I sigh. Taking myself to the next level of silence. The soothing images of memories. The rolling of times long gone.

Then I am able to ease my cold legs back under the covers. Now a hope of sleep in this early morning view.

I sigh and flex my muscle, relaxing them one by one. Stretching parts so mobility is possible later.

Truly the descent of relaxation is mind games just as is placing pain and sorrow elsewhere.  Indeed a past time I have known since my childhood.

I leave off and flex and rotate hips to crack the ribs so my lungs can breath deeper. Then to slow the heart down to point of not swallowing my heartbeat.

Grandness in meditation and prayer. Softness in friendships have helped me gain more power over eliminating this pain, these throbs.

Distraction and focus. I am grateful.

Now eyes droop longer than 2 minutes. A good understanding that sleep.is already underway.

I smile just as I finish this and my eyes close till early morning light.

Indeed best parts of dreaming is figuring out if hotness finds a shot in my eyesight and to hope of good friendships.

Certainly top hope next to eye candy.