Ever have one of those nights when your mind is spinning like a turbo engine and you simply can’t shut it off? You’re supposed to get out of bed instead of tossing and turning. So, I did. Watched TV, then crawled back into bed in the early hours only to experience maximum takeoff thrust!
I could have powered up a Boeing 777.
And what’s with the counting sheep thing? Does that work for anyone? I’m a writer, so sheep aren’t just going to calmly trot by and leap daintily over a fence. No, they do interesting things like fly Boeing 777s.
I suppose I don’t have to explain to any of you why imagining white, blank paper is a bad, bad thing. 😉