So I decided to get off drugs.
Sleep aids, actually, because I live a roguishly rough and tumble life. They haven’t been completely successful and they often leave me sluggish in the morning, requiring more drugs, morning drugs, which for me is pronounced “tea” because I live a roguishly rough and tumble life.
To reduce all of this serious narcotic behavior, I skipped the nighttime drugging, and, by way of declaring my complete victory over pharmaceuticals, woke up at 1:20 a.m.
Undeterred, I armed myself with a paperback (good idea) and an iPad (phenomenally bad idea), and an estimation that I would be up for about 20 minutes.
At 4:45 am, as I stumbled back to bed, I had learned three things:
1) reading a paperback at night gets you relaxed and sleepy;
2) following that up with a peek at the internet wakes you up, and eats hours of your life better spent asleep;
3) Lightning bugs hang out all night long.
It is going to be a long day, but at least I didn’t rely on drugs.
Except the morning tea. And I need more.