Journey
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired.”
Shakespeare, in the opening of Sonnet 27
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Love it!
I sure know the feeling. Go to bed when the body’s energy is spent for the day. Turn out the light, a signal for my mind to jump into action, revisiting my every character flaw and undone task. Lol!
Take a cue from Alfred E Neuman: “What, Me Worry?”
Exactly!