Woke up in the middle of the night. Again. This kind of thing has been happening recurrently in the past weeks. I wonder if this has to do with all the after-office time I have, or the brewing stress at work this week (thank goodness it's this week only), or the premature stoppage of that clandestine meeting last night. But whatever it was, it's keeping me up and dreary. And I bet lethargic the rest of the day. Argh. Great. Just great. Why does this need to happen on the day I have to accomplish a lot?
Hay, life.
