Last night I couldn't sleep.
Blamed it on the iPod internet chocolate cake neighbours.
Too much stimulation and not enough connection.
I often misinterpret my intuition, until after that is.
Today I knew I was sensing danger.
Muddied by modern distractions it was only in the quietness of my bed in the absence of my sleep that it nibbled at my consciousness.
'Be alert', it was saying. 'Where are your babies?', it was saying.
How many times I wonder, have people mistaken their agitation and paid the price.
Lucky this time, that's what I tell myself. I'll be more attentive next time, that's what I tell myself.
'Beware', says my intuition. 'Be aware'.
