Once more, it's after midnight, and I'm wide awake.
I didn't get to sleep until well after 2am yesterday. I was at work until 7:30 tonight. You'd think I should be dead on my feet and ready for bed, but I'm feeling more or less fresh as a daisy.
Of course, come tomorrow morning, I'll be dragging my ass out of bed at the last possible moment, craving just five more minutes under the covers.
Then the dog will fart, and I'll be racing out of that bedroom like it was on fire.
In the mean time, let's see what's new on YouTube.
Oh, look, it's Mongolian wrestling. That's bound to put me to sleep.
Four more days until I'm at the monastery, and I can hopefully get some serious rest. If three days in the hills of Kentucky with no contact with the outside world doesn't decompress me, I don't know what will.