I can’t sleep.
I have my ‘sound’ surgery tomorrow morning and it seems to be making me restless.
I’m pretty excited about it being on Friday the 13th. Always one of my favorite days. As a kid I remember hearing that 13 was such an unlucky number that buildings would just skip that number all together. So I decided it would be my lucky number.
As I’ve gotten older I’ve learned about the feminine power associated with the number and a link between the goddess Freya and the day Friday. So I look at it as a day of power and possibility.
The crickets are loud tonight. There was quite the rain and lightning storm earlier. There is something in the air. A change taking place.
Maybe I’ll go stand in the grass for a few moments and try sleep again.