Sleep of the Just

Last night was nice. I went to the Rush concert with my brother and some of the fellas. The concert itself kind of left me feeling bored. Rush only played shit off their new album, mostly stuff I've never heard. I'm one of those Rush fans that believes everything after Moving Pictures was shit. You know what you call that type of Rush fan? Not a Rush fan.

So, we left shortly after the intermission (yes, there was an intermission.)

My brother dropped me off at my place around 2215. I went upstairs, laid on the couch, and I finished some of my charting, billing, and documentation for the day. And then... I started getting sleepy. Mind you, I haven't slept in 6 days! Well, not more than two hours in a night. Yesterday I was feeling pretty tore up.

In any event, I started feeling sleepy. I thought, "what the hell?", and I lay down in bed. Within two minutes I was down for the count. I woke up in the dark some time later feeling kind of sad that I didn't sleep the whole night through. I went out to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and I saw the sun coming up over the Sandias. I had made it! I slept through the night! I don't have any clocks in my place, so I didn't know what time it was. I figured, however, that it was early enough to lay back down for awhile, and guess what... I fell back to sleep. I slept until 0715! I felt blissful. Relaxed. Mellow and excited at the same time.

What a difference!

I'm so glad I slept. I was worrying that I might not ever again.