Some nights I sleep in the past, maybe it’s an old habit hard to break from when I lived on morphine as I lay in the hospital in the late 70s with a broken back. The morphine affected my eyesight, so I couldn’t read or watch TV. So for six months, I relived my 27 years, and the high and low points brought too many tears, but also the gift of getting to do all over again. Lost life moments filled with life’s passion flowed within me each night energizing my soul. Some nights we sleep in the past, working hard at remembering those times we want to forget – life lessons that energize the “be” within us.
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