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You know, yesterday in the middle of the night, I decided to take some time to meditate, you know, to keep my mind focused and all. Because I knew that if I didn’t focus, I wouldn’t sleep. And sleep is something that I really need [honestly cuz I don’t sleep until like 3am and I get up at 6am for no damn reason]. So last night at around 1ish in the morning, I got off the bed and kneeled on the ground and closed my eyes. I was supposed to be finding this calming center. I guess a way for me to really release the jumble in my mind. So I knelt there, with the fan on, breathing in and out. My mind was strangely clear and so I thought to myself maybe it was working [but that was a thought so …maybe it wasn’t clear, who knows right?] But suddenly I felt so strange. like something was holding me. Not in a bad way really. Like in a reassuring way.

But still I was freaked out a little. Because a minute didn’t even pass [or did it? honestly I wasn’t checking the time] until I felt the weirdest sensations on my thighs. I wasn’t wearing pants [story of my life] so I felt the goosebumps on my legs and then I felt my legs being pushed into the ground, like I was to be rooted there. The rug was uncomfortable against my knees and that painful sensation brought me back to myself. My eyes flew open and I clumsily climbed into my bed. I just decided the hell with meditation and tried to find a comfortable spot on my bed [I never sleep on my back, ever since I was a child. When I did I had the scariest dreams] But I fell asleep, literally passed out. I woke up from strange dreams, but nothing scary. Just about me in another place and something I had to do. I forgot what that was, only that it was important and that I had to do it. My legs still tingled slightly.

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