“The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry.” — Robert Burns

I should be in my second hour of sleep. I finally got up since laying around trying to sleep is boring. My alarm is set for 5:20 a.m.

The only reasoning behind my not being tired is that I did too little on Sunday, the majority of which I just read Harry Potter 7. I intentionally didn’t have any tea, only water all day, didn’t want any chemicals in the system keeping me awake.

At around 8 or 9 (no clue which, all my clocks are taped over), I was nodding off reading Harry, but kept pushing through, but when I went to bed, apparently I had missed my window, sleep would be elusive now. I listened to a 75-minute interview with Larry David, expecting to nod off at some point, only to hear it end…

It’s sort of like when you have a flight in the morning, and know the alarm will be banging off early, only nothing can make you sleep.

I am very particular about schedule, which makes no sense. When I go out to clubs, I need to come home and unwind, whereas most people seem ready to pass out. I pad my schedule with hour-long increments now, as opposed to 15 minutes when I had a job. So, if it takes 30 minutes to get to the movies, and the movie starts in 40 minutes… too rushed, catch the next one.

It’s very strange.

But, seeing as how I don’t anticipate working on the novel at 6 a.m., as intended, I think the real goal is to stop blogging, and do the work on this side of the sleep cycle now.

So, au revoir.

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