and sanity's brother in law
I keep finding second winds. I found big ones all summer and now I find small ones every day. I'm not convinced you can't ride out second winds indefinitely.Last night someone heading out into the New Orleans night yelled back, Sleep is Death's Cousin. Amen.
And in the bigger picture, the frequent call to arms suits me fine. But I reluctantly admit that in the here and now small scale, I'm kind of sleepy. Physically sleepy, in a way that is making me mentally disconected. It comes and goes, and mostly I'm still on. But then there are other times like today in the dinner line, when Tripp asked some complicated question like How did the building go today? and I couldn't answer. I squinted and paused and exhaled, and that was it.
And Tripp said, I miss Excited Jenn.
And I do too. So I'm going to bed. It's 10 pm. I don't know when the last time I went to bed at 10 pm was, but not recently. But I know when the last time I got 8 hours of sleep was. And that wasn't quite recently enough either.
posted by tortaluga @ 7:55 PM
3 Comments:
and here I was, after your last post, preparing to be up when you texted me...
me too!
and that would be why you guys rock.
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