1:10 AM

Just a moment that I wanted to write about.

At the moment it's 1:10 AM and I am awake, absent-mindedly writing a blog post, because I needed to ramble. I had a slight panic attack, which has kept me up until this yucky hour of the morning. (See what happens when I try to write at 1 AM? the only adjective I can think of is "yucky") I am going skiing with two friends in the morning, and with that coming up, the pressure of getting enough sleep is making it harder to do just that. So here I sit, drinking some hot water with chicken bullion and some saffron in it, to ease my tight chest and hopefully put me to bed. I recently told my therapist about this blog, and L if you're reading this: Hi. This can be something to talk about next week. Currently my kitten Oliver is tearing around the room wreacking havoc on window shelves, precious peices of my kindergarten art, and my sleeping dog. Sometimes I feel like Oliver (Or maybe just wish to be him) sleeping all day and playing all night. But for now I almost have the best of both worlds if you want to be an optimist, staying up during the day and during the night. Although right now I really don't feel like being an optimist. Oliver just walked up against the computer, and I realized he was soaking wet, something that scares me slightly; on account of I don't really know where's he's been. At least this is something to do at now 1:19. Well on that note, I hope you are all having a much better nights sleep than me, and excuse the informal un-inspirational post that is merely a bored insomniac typing away to all of you.
Good night.
Flywriter13