Sweet dreams

Important meetings. We all have them. Whatever the purpose, they can give us trepidation and even indigestion. Mine tomorrow provides worry, a tummy ache, and confused thoughts. Not enough sleep, nor enough time, to prepare, to relax, to feel a breeze of confidence and mojo. So I close tonight with a wish for my head to clear, for my gut to know which direction to go during what hopefully won't be a blurry eyed, blubbering spew but instead a conversation with authentic, intended words. All going towards one of those muddy but purposeful destinations. In the meantime, I shutter my eyes for the night with sweet dreams.