I go to bed pretty early. I go to bed pretty early because I always wake up early, regardless of when I went to bed. Four, five o'clock in the morning. I've been trying to go to sleep for more than two hours. No luck. Took the sleeping pills. Took the tranquilizers. No luck.

This happens from time to time. Around eight o'clock in the evening my brain now and then goes into overdrive. And I can't shut it down. One thought leads to another, intensively, and on and on and on. Lie down, turn off the lights, nothing works. Like a truck stuck in the mud spinning its wheels. And I'm perfectly aware I'm not having earth-shattering thoughts. But they're so pretty, like Christmas tree lights, more and more and more of them.

Actually what it feels like is drinking a quart of espresso. But I haven't. Yet I keep going and going and going. The pills aren't worth a thing when we're up against this phenomenon. Unless I want to take phenomenal quantities, which unfortunately would create all kinds of prescribing difficulties and pdoc problems.

I like sleep. I'd like to do more of it. Seriously. If I could do more of it I'd probably have more dreams, since the ones I remember seem to come mostly at the tail end of it around six or seven o'clock in the morning. Which is no good for me if I'm up everyday (as I am) at four or five. And if I had more dreams my T and I could go through them for Insights. Which would be nice. Insights are always nice, even if they don't feel particularly good at the time.

So here I am, typing away when I should be snoring, wondering how many of you guys are out there doing the same thing. All over the world. Time to try again. Take care!