Why I Can't Sleep (or Why Can't I Sleep?)

Seems like 2:45 am was the appointed time to begin my day today. As much as I tried to fall back to sleep, the mind was reelin' with stuff to think about and do.

So after fighting it for a half hour or so, I got up and plunged into the day with sheer abandon. (TRANSLATION: I made a pot of coffee). Then I began the arduous process of learning a majorly new magic effect (Richard Osterlind's Perfect Center Tear). This baby is mind-reading "GOLD". Thanks Richard.

I arrived at work feeling like I should already be heading home (or at least lunch time) and I'm still running the race.

Big question...Was it something I ate? Was I supposed to pray for someone? Was I just done sleeping?

Maybe I'll try some warm milk next time.

Cheers.