Alright, God. Whaddaya want...

3:00 am. Was asleep. Sorta, anyway. Certainly not now.

Kept dreaming about can't even remember what now. But it was interrupting my sleep. A million sounds were edging on the perimeter of my consciousness. Can't identify any of them. Really annoying.

Really tired. Can't sleep. Suddenly worried not all windows and doors are locked. Go downstairs to double check. Been watching too much "It Takes a Thief." Satsified, trudge back upstairs. Still no sleep.

Close bedroom window. Blissfully quiet. But stuffy. Can't have fresh air and quiet. Dang.

Loss of sleep not amusing. Whaddaya want, God?