Looking north on Interstate 5
I’m having an unfortunate sleep problem. This has been going on every night for two weeks. About 8:30pm I’m so tired I can’t keep my eyes open. I sit in bed with my book on my lap, checking the clock every 5 minutes.
As soon as it’s 9pm, it’s lights out. I fall asleep in two seconds.
I awake between midnight and 2am. I remain awake until about 30 minutes before I want to wake. I spend those waking hours fretting about random things: seemingly minor health issues, pending first fiction publication, zombies, the economy, aging, that scaly bit of skin on my ankle, bad breath, fiction writing, alien abduction and so forth.
I’m getting to the point where I’m so tired I’m either going to sleep through the night or go on a murderous rampage. I know what my first choice would be.
Bob and I had a fun weekend that included a number of long walks with steep hills. I have faith I will be able to button my pants for at least another couple weeks.