( Come on cervix, work with me here...) Maybe it is the unpacking of our lives, tedious and fragile... Maybe it is my busy little mind that never quite quiets down... The part of me that waits and yearns for the late night hours, when I can be alone and bask in the silence... Maybe it's my late night book reading and that secret box of Ju Ju Bees... Maybe it was the garage sale, no that was joyous... Maybe it's Bella asleep in my lap, no, I just wanted to type her name... Maybe, maybe, maybe. Whatever it is I hope that it goes away as swiftly as it came. No more blah. My cup is half full. Blessings in abundance. Time to go to bed... Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy.