It's almost 5am and I am awake.
I wasn't sleeping that great anyway. I indulged in too many sauteed red peppers/onions/mushrooms at dinner and my tummy is letting me know it's upset. But then a little after 4 a big icy storm with lightning and thunder showed up. It was like a million tiny rocks hitting my window, and that woke me up for real. And it made me think of Luna. If she were here she'd be frightened and she'd growl and bark at the storm. If she wasn't in the bed already I'd have to put her up here and tell her it was ok. I am continuously aware of how much I talked to her throughout a normal day, and how much I truly miss having her around. Even though I'm not a man she was kinda my best friend.
I can still smell the smell of dinner lingering in the house. Yuck. I hate that.
I guess I'm going to try to go back to sleep. It's the last day of the year and I'll probably be up late tonight. And I have a couple important projects to work on during the daylight hours. Well, maybe not truly important, but important to me. I feel pretty sleepy. I bet I can do it.