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Inner Conflict

3/2/2021

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Heart: Ahhhh... I can't sleep! 
Head: Count some sheep. Take some pills. Do what you gotta do to SLEEP. So we can think clearly tomorrow and accomplish a million and two things. Then sleep again, and repeat. And repeat.
Soul: OR... you can be in the moment and do whatever your little heart desires. Even if it wants to stay up in four in the morning, binge watch your favorite comedy and swallow down a whole bag of chips. Life's short! Or long! Life's what you make of it, sugar.
Heart: Well, that's just it. I don't know what to do...! I'm... ah... I'm torn. 
Soul: Just breathe... nobody knows anything about anything, remember?
Ego: Speak for yourself. I know things. I know a lot of things. 
Head: Ego's right. We know some things. Not all the things. But SOME things. 
Soul: Forgive me for misspeaking. Of course you know things. But then again... what ARE things? Do things exist? Aren't we all 'things'? Really, what ARE things?
Heart: I'm so confused. 
Head: It is known that sleep deprivation can cause slowness in your mental capacity...
Soul: Life is a confusing journey and there is so much to be confused about. It's okay. 'Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay - it's not the end!'
Heart: Are you sure about that? All this confusion is giving me a belly ache. 
Belly: Hey did someone say ache...? Oh no, can someone get me to lie down please. 
Head: Sleeping on the left side helps the digestive system.
Heart: But watching five hours of 'Schitt's Creak is good for me...
Soul: And me!
Head: Well, I need sleep or I will be low functioning and put myself in danger of deterioration or worse.
Heart: Pinching thought...
Soul: I think your Head is trying to tell you something. 
Ego: You 'think?' Head is definitely saying something.
Soul: Ego you don't always have to come to Head's rescue. You're a free agent. Just saying... but then again... what do I know. Nothing. I know nothing. I just AM.
Heart: AHHHH! All this... inner conflict is tiresome. I'm going to sleep. Goodnight all. Until we meet again tomorrow and do this all over again. And again. And again...
 
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    In April 2020, while experiencing  her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig  pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.

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