Sleep all Day

I had a little project planned
for after my nap
But I ended up sleeping
Persistently
until it was night
And all I could do was get up
Eat pb&j
(No "real food" for me tonight)
Take my pills
And back to bed.

No dreams haunted me as I did this.

Dreams,
I strongly believe,
Are my brain working hard to help me sort through everything that happens to me while I am awake.
I hope that my brain was just
Shy, bashful
This time and didn't want to show my wakeful self
what it came up with
as my body lay
For hours
On that
Complicated rectangle
Of foam and springs.

Perhaps I needed the sleep
because my brain needed
extra time
to convince
my sleeping conscious mind
that my job is wonderful
(-remember, self? It is.)
Because I'm screwed
if I choose to hate it
And let it upset me.

I pray that it would come
To bring me joy
Wonderment
Thankfulness
And the feeling that there really are things to smile about.