Zzzzzzzz

Had sand volleyball playoffs last night in Downers Grove. I finally got to bed at about midnight. I was so tired I could barely crawl my butt into bed. And then I stared at the ceiling. And the clock. Then the ceiling again.

What time is it? 1 AM.

Why am I still awake? The ceiling is boring. Turn over and try that. No sleep still. Maybe I should get up. No, that won't work. Dammit, man, fall asleep already. It's 2AM.

Roll over again. Hug a pillow and pull the blanket over my head. Toss. Turn. Toss again. Last I saw the clock it was 3AM. I dozed here and there and the alarm was going off far too soon.

I know my mind is just too busy. The Girl. The condo search. Too much going on.

Of course, I won't make it up tonight. Ministry concert at the House Of Blues.