First real bout with insomnia that I’ve had in some time. Flitting in and out of consciousness–mostly out. I’m estimating about three, maybe four hours of sleep instead of my usual seven. It’s really rather disturbing.
On the other hand, the moon that I can see, is rather beautiful. And the city itself is remarkably quiet out of my family room window. The last time I can vividly remember seeing the moon this beautiful was a few years ago, and the company was nice.