Longing

This morning I find myself longing for the "old days", when I would greet the early morning with a smile, head out the door for a glorious run and return full of hope and enthusiasm.

I woke up this morning at 5:30, surprised that I actually was awake. Then as I felt the pain in my neck I remembered the searing cramp that had radiated up the left side of neck at some point in the middle of the night, waking me up out of a dead sleep. It's affecting the left side of my neck, my left shoulder, even down my left arm a bit. Turning my head past a certain point is an interesting adventure.

My only hope for today is that a little gentle yoga, a scorching hot shower, and some ibuprofen will help the pain and the mobility enough so that I feel at least human.

Last night was a rough night. I had difficultly turning off my brain. When I did sleep I was haunted by all manner of dreams. Then along came the neck problem...

There's too many things on my mind. I don't know how to shut it off. I guess that's why I'm dreaming of those "good old days"...it felt like life was simpler then. It wasn't...it's just that nostalgia makes it feel that way sometimes.