It's 5:04:10 ayem. I heard the garbage trucks, and soon the sun will be up., Kathryn is, I hope, sleeping. I took my pills at 2:30 and then lay in bed for two and a half hours. Waiting for sleep. But the pills are unreliable. My brain can overrule them all.
So, I'm awake. And I hate the sight of the rising sun.
With luck, if this grogginess will get groggier, I'll get five or six hours. But all I can think of is work. All the work that has to be done in the next month, in the next six months.