The Last Moments of the Day

The nights of a full moon can be difficult for sleeping and in fact the first night often leaves me restless, tossing and turning. The best night's sleep is always after a sleepless night. Barely making it through dinner to the couch, clicking through channels without much thought and deciding at a ridiculously early hour the best decision would be to change into pajamas and get into bed before too much time passes and turns into a long nap on the sofa.

Changed into comfy cotton, pulling the sheets and comforter back, arranging the pillows into just the proper positions and the transformation fully begins. Thinking of the way a dog circles before flopping down into their spot, I lay first on one side and sometimes think of the comic who said, "Don't you just wish some nights you could just take your arm off before you go to bed?" Yes! I understand perfectly since on this night sleep will be sound, like a log, without rolling over and likely without dreams or even awareness of falling out until the alarm clock in the morning. Similar to the experience of receiving anesthesia, it is happening and yet, their is no real memory of it. A sigh. A smile. Eyelids closing and pure fabulous sleep.