Tired

I don't want to get out of bed. Bedtime and night time in general is my favorite part of the "day". It is the only time when I don't feel like I should be doing something more. No matter what I am doing, my thoughts are always occupied with what needs to be done next. There is always something else that needs my attention and usually I feel that I need to move on to that next task with urgency. I am in a hurry...all the time. It is a self imposed rush, I know. I have this pressure and guilt sitting on top of my shoulders all the time.

I am tired. In fact, I am exhausted.

I like bedtime so much. I feel safe, lying there with Mike. Even if he is totally asleep and snoring. He is there. He isn't going anywhere. Although I wouldn't blame him if he did. I would get tired of me too.