Apparently, although reading before bed is as good as melatonin, blogging for bed is more like adrenaline.
Almost got up to post this at 2:23 a.m., but thought I'd have a better chance of getting some rest without all the lights and sounds and stimulation.
Never really happened. Instead of relaxing, unwinding and drifting off, couldn't stop thinking about all the writing assignments looming (professional and recreational) and how to approach them. Not. Conducive. To. Sleep.
Rats.
Unfortunately, I should have gotten up in the wee hours to jot down some thoughts, because 9 hours later, I don't really care. I will care again. Eventually. I'll interview a wonderful woman who will talk about her cause, it will be like getting hopped up on sugar and caffeine from a lovely non-fat cinnamon latte and I'll get some writing done.
Then I'll crash. And hopefully sleep.
Soundly.
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