Look at the clock. 3:00 a.m. Can’t sleep.
Allergies acting up. Sneeze….sniffle….sneeze again.
Get up. Piddle on the computer.
Post this blog.
This might be all you get today.
The dog is giving me a look that says, “What are you doing up?”
Can’t sleep. Can’t eat.
Riding to the city in the morning to see my doctor. I’ll look like hell. I’m sure he’s used to it. Going to be cold. My first leather-up ride of the season. Things are looking up.
I love the fall. I would just rather be loving it in my dreams right now.