For some reason, this week has been a succession of nights with less than four hours of sleep each. Begins to wear you down, after a couple of nights. One night was working late on a freelance web job. One night was a lower back spasm. One night was just plain anxiety.
Tonight, I actually managed to get into bed earlier than I'd feared, and as soon as I wrap the Rambler, I'm going to try to get to sleep. Note that I say 'try,' since I'm one of those unfortunate people who doesn't easily slide into slumber. In fact, the more bone-tired I am, the more difficult it can be for me to easily sleep.
Both of my parents are lousy sleepers, so that's where that comes from. Not an inherited trait I would have requested if genetics were one of those grill places where you pick your own ingredients and then hand it over to the cook, but you get what you get and you have to make the most of it.
My computer says it's 12:59 AM, which seems like it's trying to tell me to call it a night. Thankfully, it's just started to rain, and that's definitely prime sleeping conditions. See youse in 24.