Wednesday, July 11, 2007

how do you turn this thing off?

Sleep is not coming easy tonight.

In spite of what my "dead of night" posts may imply, I generally have no trouble sleeping, but tonight my mind is restless, filled with thoughts of everything I should have done at work, everything I need to do tomorrow and a whole litany of other things that are simply a blur.

Perhaps it is worry, or longing or the fact that my ankle itches, which puts me in mind of Winston Smith's ulcer in Orwell's 1984.

Whatever it is, I wish it would wake me up in the morning, saving my poor phone from being "snoozed" for two hours, instead of keeping me up tonight.

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