The Day is here...

I couldn’t sleep last night. Too much to do, too much excitement for today. I’m exhausted. Two weeks of working all day and then late into the night, preparing for my book’s release. Sleeplessness does odd things to the brain. It’s odd where the energy comes from when you need it most. Odd, but there were little surprise injections here and there. A review I wasn’t expecting. Bookstore owners who emailed to say they love the book and want to schedule a reading. The astounding buzz around the book at this year’s SIBA Conference, which was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Little surprise injections.

This morning, it’s the sound of my kids playing inside. My wife singing. The moss swaying from the oak tree in my front yard. And there’s this thought too. This idea that keeps prodding me forward this morning, like an important thing that’s glad to be done. And I think perhaps what’s kept me going is the idea that today, today you get to read it too. That my dream is now yours. That I get to share it with you. That for a short time, we get to dream together. And that is enough to excuse the sleeplessness. For what is sleep without a dream?