4:20

[Drunk Monk]

Srsly? On Sunday? My circadians are messed up.

[Greg]

4:17am (on my sleep in day) I awoke from a dream from a hellacious fight with The Queen. Yes, it was about something petty.

[Drunk Monk]

Squirming like a toad...

[Greg]

It's a great time to be up. Mordor is covered in wet fog. The air is full of sounds of things you you can't quite see.

[Drunk Monk]

I’m just sleeping for the holidays, only waking to eat, eliminate & watch movies.

I just had a lovely nap and woke right on time.

[Drunk Monk]

With? My sleep cycles are all twisted after the holidays...

[Drunk Monk]

4:20 in the ER.

Take note - avoid ERs one super bloody wolf moons on holiday weekends.

[Drunk Monk]

A little early tonight. I really need sleep.

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Shoulda waited. Coulda posted on time. Just tossed & turned. I’ll probably fall asleep just before I have to get up. That’s what I hate about 4:20 am.

[Drunk Monk]

So tired. I’ve only had broken sleep cycles since this began. I should get some stimulants. This is a hospital after all...

[Drunk Monk]

back at the care center where my dad spent his final months.  man, so many memories, so many triggers.  the smells, the sounds, such a noisy place, so unrestful.  still haven't gone out to see the bunnies.  my mom caught a glimpse but she's still not quite mobile.  hopefully next week...

[Drunk Monk]

Valerian tea got my this far tonight and then abandoned me. 

[Drunk Monk]

You hear such pained screams in the background of a care center sometimes. Fortunately my mom’s hearing deficit seems to mask that. Genuine pain screams are so different than movie screams.

[Drunk Monk]

Hitting this thread way too much lately. 

Weird being at my mom’s when she’s not here.

[Drunk Monk]

Had to pee

[Greg]

This thread will get unwieldy if I post every time I get up in the night to pee.