Full Moon & My Sleepless case

Its 04:25am here, and yet I couldn't sleep for the third night on a row

I spent today in an absolute frenzy of cleaning and organizing and project-ing. I have become a bit of a busy-body when I am at home these days. I haven't thought about it too much, but I think it's safe to say that my subconcious unanimously agrees that it is because I spend most of my day doing things that certainly do not bring me joy. So when I get home I go into a frenzy of doing things that I like to do: painting stuff, dreaming up projects, doing laundry and other HOME things, and reading.

I like my weekends and weeknights, and I love my friends at work, but hating my 8 to 5 tasks really blows, and is slowly chipping away at my sense of well-being. I think I need to find a better way to spend my weekdays.

However, I have been trying to sleep since over 5hrs. but I am really so sleepless, and I couldn't find someone or somthing to blam but the full moon. yesterday my friend gave me a book for Paulo Coelho.

And since I am having trouble sleeping so I started reading this book "River Piedra I Sat down and Wept", so far its amazing story. its part of It’s part of Coelho’s trilogy “On the Seventh Day”- the other two novels are Veronika Decides to Die and The Devil and Miss Prym- They all tell the story of someone who lives several events in a week time during which some unexpected things occur to him.

I really suggest you guys read this novel, it is so nice and for sure so exciting that doesn't help to sleep at all :)

After reading for few hours, I sat down at 2:45am to eat some soup and biscuits on this ridiculous day (it's May 17th and is so windy like crazy. Last weekend I was reading a book on the back porch with a t-shirt on) I picked up a note of poetry I wrote the night before.

As I decided that this poem was worthy of being blogged about and shared I realized that some of you might misunderstood it, so please don't

With That Moon Light

Admit something:
Everyone you see, you say to them, "Love me."
Of course you do not do this out loud,
otherwise someone would call the cops.

Still, though,
think about this,
this great pull in us to connect.

Why not become the one who lives with a full moon in each eye
that is always saying,
with that sweet moon light,what every other eye in this world
is dying to hear?

Having sweet moon light in your eyes would be such a lovely way to feel.