Sleep? Hah.

Who was I kidding when I thought I'd curl up in bed with my book and then go to sleep? My head is, as always, too full to sleep, or even to read. I do my work all the time because it stops me from thinking too much about anything. And sleep does that even better, if I could just manage to shut my brain off long enough to catch some, instead of getting up and looking at the computer every ten minutes because I can't stand quiet, or stillness, or my bed. Sometimes I'm just so fucked up.

Ah well...back to Earthsea. And, one can hope, unconsciousness.