Lyrical Logic

I was having a decent week. I couldn’t wait for the weekend so I could shut my brain off from work and get a few things done around the house. Well. Then my brother called – he had been in a car accident and was asking me to fly halfway across the country to be with him. So, I hopped on a plane, stayed overnight in a city I’d only ever driven through, and am waiting at a stupid early time to take the next flight to two hours from where he lives so I can drive down and be with him, his wife, and my niece.

Let me tell you, running on four hours of sleep is not my thing. But I’m far too anxious to actually get any rest. I’m tired, I just want to be at my final destination. My flight is just under 3 hours, which seems a little crazy to me but I’ll roll with it. There are just so many thoughts running through my head right now that I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to settle. To top it all off I forgot my headphones at home in the chaos to get packed and to the airport.

Spending time with my brother is great. I just became sick in the middle of the trip and spent most of my time in my airbnb. Which, in the chaos of attempting to book things to be here, I didn’t realize only had a futon bed. It’s comfortable enough, just not what I envisioned. But I’m happy to be in the heat when it’s -5 at home. Instead I went for a nice walk, am just relaxing, and trying to truly relax for the first time in a long time. Maybe I’ll be able to get some writing done as well.

But I’m grateful that I could be with my family. I’m grateful that my brother, his wife, and my niece are all okay. I’m grateful that things aren’t worse than they are. And, I’m grateful that tomorrow night I’ll be able to sleep in my own bed tomorrow night.