Lying there waiting for sleep to claim and close most of my brain.
A part of my brain starts to move into my past it starts travelling.
At first, I fight then let go, allowing pictures of places past to unravel, I wallow in nostalgia and memories of a life well lived.
Trying to cling to thoughts of loved ones as they once were.
Slowly sleep creeps in again and my memories start to fade, I let go, knowing rest is needed for a day of decisions waiting to be made.
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