Anything Goes...

I spend my nights with Insomnia, a friend I've come to know dearly. No matter how tired I am at times, sleep does not come whether I coax it, force it, invite it with comfort, or beg it while watching the clock. Sometimes I have brilliant flashes of insight (well, I like to believe they are brilliant) or I will manage to accomplish a feat that I had been putting off. Sometimes I just read till sleep blackjacks me in the head. (If you've never been blackjacked, then think of being knocked clean out by a kick from Chuck Norris. If you can't think of what that must be like, then I'll be happy to show up at your domicile and demonstrate. Incidentally, you can't press charges, since you were actually asking to be walloped in the head.) But finally, I feel sleep being subtle tonight by causing mini-blackouts while at the keyboard. I think I shall give in, before I find myself with a crick in my neck and a nasty taste in my mouth from sleeping in front of the computer again...