Aliens who have taken over my body: It is the only possible explanation.
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I had every intention of writing last night. The kids were asleep. The husband was busy working. I had zero distractions.
So I thought.
Unbeknownst to me, aliens had taken over my body, their presence releasing sleep agents – oxytocin and whatever that chemical is in NyQuil that knocks you into a coma – into my blood stream.
It was 9:15 PM.
I went to bed.
The Nocturnal One.
Even more eerie, I actually fell asleep – almost instantly.
What the frak, y’all?
I’m sure it has nothing to do with my laryngitis or the subsequent ongoing visit of The Evil Cough causing poor sleep all week.
Nope. It’s the alien possession.
Hopefully they are done probing and will return home so I can return to my irresponsible – yet conducive to writing – night owl schedule.
Now if only I could figure out how to summon them when insomnia hits.
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What moment made you go “What the frak?” this week?