Sitting still. Still waiting. Still sitting with the familiar.
I wonder if my patience is beginning to pay off…
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It’s earlier than I thought
I thought it was a quarter to four, but it was actually a quarter to three. Would I have still not tried to go back to sleep if I’d realised?
Of course, in a couple of weeks the clocks will change for winter and this will be 3.45 am, so what’s the difference really?
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Feeling relief
The expression on my face might not show it (!), but I’m feeling a huge sense of relief at deciding to stop trying to do anything for a while.
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A 4.00 am pool of light
I’m reluctantly coming to the conclusion that I’m in the midst of an ME crash.
What I’m also seeing is that my 4.00 am drawing habit is actually a little oasis for my foggy brain and uncomfortable body. There is a certain amount of clarity and even some energy as I sit in bed awake in the small hours.
For weeks now I’ve been waiting for this time to dissolve into a more regular — more acceptable — sleep pattern. But today, as I sit with my tea, drawing and listening to the rain, it feels like a little pool of light to enjoy and cherish.
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