A Shower By Any Other Name

Why don’t I want to write my blog, right now?

Because, while I’m taking a shower, I’m not to think or do anything.

I do want to use my creative powers to say what, I wonder?

That I am now out of my ‘stress reliever’ and I may as well continue by expressing a few creative thoughts.

I see a young woman, sleeping, no, listening to me write about my vision.

Now, I see a young man, reading a book.

Maybe, I need to write a line about my shower.

It is cool, or lukewarm about 15.6 to 19.4 Celsius and 1 to 2 hours before my usual bedtime.

I’ll need to say more about popping into bed.

I’m wondering if my ‘stress reliever’ takes other forms?

Perhaps, I need to listen to a radio show or read a good book?

I’ve actually heard that a tablespoon of raw honey is good before bed.

All this culminating in a blissful sleep when I’ve published this little philosophical nonsense before going to bed.

My evening routine is meant to promote good health and a healthy routine to decompress after a day at work.

A voyage into lucid dreams to cap off what I like to call time well spent.

Pleasant dreams…