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3 AM

3 AM

Dreams. Nightmares. Insomnia.  Restlessness. Aimless channel surfing and infomercials. 

3 AM

As of lately I find myself waking up like clockwork bt 3 and 4 AM. Sometimes peacefully, sometimes abruptly, with varied vivid thoughts.  Usually it’s a tie between my biological clock TICKING and tocking or when I hear God whispering affirmations or inviting me to talk. So, I take that time and talk to Him.   I try to tell Him everything I tell my friends and then some.  No judgment, no fear, no reservations. 

 3 AM

It’s in these times, in these wee hours, that I set my day and my intention to be better. I am – I am – I am.  

3 AM

Sometimes, it’s the only time I cry. Happy and sad tears.

3 AM

Sometimes, I sleep through it.

3 AM

It’s a  gift.

3 AM

It’s Good night or Good Morning.



Entry from Nov 15.

This entry was posted in: Diary, Written Entries


Hi! My name is Cheryl but my friends call me Bloom. I'm a true, old soul millennial who decided to start a blog about becoming an adult, a woman, foodie and dating. I love self help books, oldies and talking to people about life. I like to laugh and tell jokes. I like to buy "sh!t" as my dad says that I usually don't need but what girl doesn't?! Thanks for stopping by. Come back any time.

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