Eyes whisper open, gently.
Mind hums, lyrics on repeat
Return to dreamland?
Stay in this land?
Write. Read. Scroll. Think.
Think about the early bird I've accidentally become
Think about the night owl I used to be
Darkness outside, fire crackling inside my mind
Writing, reading, scrolling, thinking
Too many thoughts to sleep
I miss the me I used to be.
Where did she go?