Another 2:30am and wide awake, thoughts spinning about work, trying to will myself back to sleep. Unsuccessful, thoughts find a new target… moving back and forth between two books to come.
Soon.
Very soon waking in the middle of the night won’t matter. Instead of worrying about squandered sleep, facing a work day with a sleep deficit will be a thing of the past.
Instead, an opportunity, to get up and write while inspired. I can always sleep on the beach the next day.