I find myself wandering around and making up haiku's during the day now. I love poetry and used to make up poems all the time when I was younger. I just might have to go dig out those notebooks stashed away somewhere in the basement.
My head has been into textbooks far too long and I'm thankful for a few moments of lucidity to create again. I woke with one this morning.
sleep eludes me now baby belly grows bigger how many more months?