It hit 90 three days in a row; very unusual for June. Each day, the desire to crawl under an air conditioner and sleep away the heat, grew stronger. Sleep away, like run away, except it requires no effort; that’s the point. Wait it out, not by pacing, not in anger or worry, but peacefully unaware. The past tells me this uncomfortably oppressive, intense, heat will pass, so I’ll wait it out, but wait it out doesn’t always work. It worked for death’s arrival – sleeping through, too often, the people and moments I didn’t bother to cherish. I try using it for things like test results – hard to keep worry’s flip flops out of my stomach each time it pops back up. I try not to use it after discovering damage I’ve caused and character flaws; address, not to be ignored. When “after death” arrived, there was nothing to tell me this uncomfortably oppressive, intense, heat will pass, because it won’t on its own. It wasn’t my desire to crawl under reality and sleep away peacefully unaware, but grief’s; time needed to prepare for its passing, and the desires to get up, stop waiting, be aware, effort require to arrive.
Twitter post intro: Sleeping away peacefully unaware can be a useful tool, not meant for always. But sometimes its called denial, ignore, or an infinite delay.