Category Archives: Hypnopompic

Waking Up Thinking

The only positive thing I can think of that has come from the self-quarantine resulting from the pandemic–besides my son and I talking long distance every day–is that I’ve availed myself of the habit of waking up thinking.That is, I … Continue reading

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In the Neighborhood of Verse

EARLY MORNING AWAKENING It was 6:09 when I crept from bed. Queen sheets often trip me but I made it up and out of my room to safety. I read too much I’ll grant you that. You’d best quit reading … Continue reading

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