It happens every day, right around 2:00 p.m. It creeps up on me even though I should now know to expect it. Like a fog rolling in during the early morning hours, it sneaks in and takes over. It covers my brain like a warm blanket and removes any ability to focus on the tasks before me. This overwhelming desire to close my eyes, just for a very few moments, hangs there unrelenting. Just a few moments of precious sleep would make it all go away, but I must carry on and not give in. I must keep working. 5:30 is not so far away. Then I will be snuggled up on the inviting sofa, next to my favorite boy in the world. Only then can I let my eyes close, and catch a few moments of precious sleep before the chaos of the evening begins.
**an old picture, but it just seemed fitting
