Sitting here in bed, Bryan reading the latest Robb Report, me tapping away listening to Charlie kick her wall, Moki sigh and the hamster on his wheel, we practice the same ritual that we do every night. Thinking about the day, what we did, who we saw, what was said and what we didn't get done. I know as soon as the lights go out and we kiss, we will lay awake a little longer thinking of the same undone things.. maybe even things that have been undone for years that keep nagging at us at this strange hour.
I always seem to think about the days ahead and how to best manage the many appointments, playdates, dinners, and chores. I know Bryan tries not to think about anything business related and so he dreams about cars and boats, and sometimes draft picks.
My rookie mistake is that I always think I need a good time to write when everything else is done, of course that time never comes. So tonight, am I going to close up this laptop and let the wheels start spinning? Sometimes my greatest ideas and machinations occur as I lay in the dark with a smile, sometimes I can barely contain myself.. but sadly these ideas are lost to the night, to sleep to dream. What will tonight bring when I stop this tapping?
Friday, January 22, 2010
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