This post is part of Five Minute Fridays, a party hosted by Kate, where a bunch of writers get together and write on a prompt word for five minutes straight. No editing, no backtracking, no complaining. Then we link up and encourage each other with our comments. Pretty easy right?
You would be amazed at how fast five minutes flies by.
This week’s word is gather.
It’s 12:30 in the morning. I went to bed at 9. I should be asleep. I want to be asleep. But I can’t. My oldest daughter says “what are you thinking about?” Then I start thinking that maybe the prompt is mine because I need to gather my thoughts.
I itch, I hurt, I worry about the drive home tomorrow. I worry about my dad. I think of my blog and how I’m excited to be using WordPress instead of Blogger now. But how I want to post. And how I missed not staying for the whole twitter party. But how excited I am for the FMF Retreat that’s happening in August.
I think of my oldest, and her birthday. I think of my youngest and her energy. I miss my husband, my dog, my bed. I scratch the itches.
The oldest is wiggly, more wiggly than I remember, so I go get a shower in order for her to go fully asleep. The youngest is in a weird position, but I chuckle, because that’s normal.
I think about the book I’m reading and how I want to devour it, because it’s good, but how I need to savor it, because it must be relished.
My pillows need fluffing. I need to get to sleep if I’m ever going to be able to drive home tomorrow.
And with my thoughts gathered in one place, maybe I can finally drift off to sleep.