When the sky goes dark for those precious hours
I face an internal struggle.
My body seeks rest
while my mind begs to tap into the creativity
and my spirit pleads to work through the stress and anxiety
that daylight suppressed.
I negotiate
Spend a few minutes with my journal
Chronicle all the matters that weigh me down.
Use 2-3 hours to work on
the inspirations that spoke to my creativity
during daylight hours.
Tasks completed,
I rest for the night.
Hours later,
daylight greets me.
I spend those hours
waiting for darkness to arrive
once again.
