I Was Tired of Thinking

My mind ran amok, and I did not care to catch up. I watched her go, with relief. I was ready for a nap, a repose, a rest. My eyes closed, eager to begin but mind would not have it. She came back and pulled on my eyelids; she wanted attention. Just a little peace, I said. I was tired of thinking. Ideas and ideals were wanting a break. She would not let me rest, so I went outside Because even mind is inspired to sigh and relax in the sun. The cat joined me, and we began our slumber. Curled up on the couch next to a dog Dog tried to bother us, but couldn’t, so curled up too. In our sleep, we three were mindless. Nothing bothered us. We were finally relaxed.