As I ascend to bed

The evening is about gone, the dark remains till mid-morning and then who knows.  As I ascend to bed, I think of tomorrow and what I might do, weather permits.  I do not dwell on the past as I can not change it.  If I recall correctly, they are calling for more rain tonight and maybe tomorrow.  At least the pollen will hide in a secluded place.

I think if I slept in the recliner tonight I might sleep better but I need to make use of the beds otherwise, why have them?

As I ascend to bed.

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