Sleeping under the stars

Last night I woke up in the middle of the night. I had only been asleep about two hours and I woke up, wide awake, almost jolted awake.

I'm grateful that I can't remember why I woke up so rapidly. Lately the dreams have been awful, my sleeping abilities even worse.

I tried everything I could to ease my body back to relaxation. I ran a cold washrag over my body, I got a drink, I rearranged my pillows. Still, none of it worked.

Then I instinctually did something I've never done before.

I grabbed my favorite quilt, a pillow, marched out the back door and crawled into my hammock.

It was there that I slept soundly ALL night long, except for the few times I woke up to a cold dog nose on my arm. haha.

I was suprised that I was so comfortable sleeping outside the house, exposed to the elements and anything else that decided to present itself in the back yard. But honestly, it was splendid.

Somehow my body knew just what I needed. As a side note, I was able to wake myself up and make it back inside before the sprinklers came on. :)