It’s 3 AM — The Witching Hour
Thoughts Beyond Your Dreams
It’s 3:00 AM. Sleep eludes me once again. Regularly, I awake at this hour. Thoughts racing ahead of my body. No longer do I toss and turn. I hop out of bed and wander down the hall to my beloved magic potion. Slowly, drip by drip, the chosen mug fills with the aromas of a new day starting.