Remember the night you couldn’t sleep? You are so upset it seems as if the night will never end. Up and down, a drink of water, pace the floor, back under the sheets for another try.
You spring from the bed and head for the kitchen. Without turning on the light, you snatch a bottle from the fridge. The water is cool and refreshing as it slides down your throat. The chill of the bottle against your forehead offers a moments relief. It’s not enough; you turn away and cross into the living room.
Still in darkness, you stand at the window to gaze at shadows and rustling tree branches. Everything has shut down. Everyone has given it up to the night … everyone but you.
Slowly you stroll back to the bedroom determined to close your eyes and let sleep take over. Only it doesn’t happen. The issue won’t let you rest; it tunnels through your brain demanding attention.
In frustration, you make a decision. And that’s when it happens. Your eyes pop as relief trickles through your body. The ache seeps from your muscles; your mind is like crystal, a grin slides across your lips. You are back on the straight path of life.
A sliver of light slips over the horizon as you recall something you once heard: It is not the problem that causes pressure; it is the decision of what to do about the problem.
Your lids drop…
May Your Glass Always Be Half Full
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