Messages from the Moon. Moving Faster than the Speed of Light.

That is the way I feel when I have returned to earth and my earthly routine. I awaken early each day. 3:15 a.m. the house is silent. The cats look at me with sleepy eyes, as I prepare for another day. They know my routine, it never changes here. Bathroom first, stretch my back, brush my teeth, look at my bed head, yup looks good, pick out my clothes, cat sitting on the sink, check, cat in the closet, check, get dressed, look at the time. Feed and water the kitties, make sure all is good and well, pet the cats, check the stove. OCD. Check. I head out the door, weather good. Wow I'm already tired. I head for my favorite coffee spot. Yes the nectar of the Gods. COFFEE. I drive to work. Upon arriving I get everything ready for the day. People are counting on me. The day never slows down, customers to wait on, orders to be made, vendors to deal with, making crabby people happy, doing paperwork. Moving, moving, moving. Boy do I need to sit down. I need a nap. Maybe later. After ten hours of dealing with whatever has come my way I can go home. Maybe relax. Nope the Grandson is starving. You would think he could fix a sandwich.  Right. The kitties are hungry for attention, the dog is underfoot, the kitchen is a disaster. I am longing for the Moon, with its silence and calming effects. Yet I go on. Tomorrow is another day. Yay!