67.742 years, or
3534 + 5/7 weeks, or
24,743 days, or
593,832 hours, or
35,629,920 minutes, or…..
2,137,795,200 seconds, and counting.
These things I use, instead of counting sheep.
But, I sleep not a peep.
Wonder, wonder, wonder why?
Stories, poetry, narratives of true experience, and guests who have moved me.
Too much math? I name the colors and even make up a few. Sleep well, my friend.
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The theory was that the math would give the brain a good workout and make it tired. Nope.
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I have to bore mine to death. It is hard to sleep with a racing mind and two 25 pound cocker spaniels draped over you! I have even tried earphones with music but every time the rhythm changes the dogs wake up. Can’t win!
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Hah! Boring yourself works sometimes …I try naming the 50 states, even though I’m Canadian. As for pets in the bed, I keep my door closed.
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Have you ever heard a Cocker howl? Besides, I am a softy. I can name all the provinces. Does that count? Of course, I am still awake when I am done! hehehe
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