It seems to be rampant in this house.
Miles cannot fall asleep unless Mommy or Daddy lays next to his bed until he's out.
I have been exhausted, but then go to bed only to stare at the ceiling for hours.
Patrick has been working his tail off at all sorts of weird hours, trying to finish up some projects.
And I think Stacey still lives with us. Her stuff is still in her room, and I occasionally catch a glimpse of her car in the driveway in the middle of the night, while I'm up wandering aimlessly about, looking for my lost ability to sleep.
Anyhow, fair warning. If I start blogging about flying green unicorns (Pegacorns? Unisus? Unisi?), please forgive me. I'm obviously hallucinating from lack of sleep.
Well I'm sorry you can't sleep - but at least I will know there is at least one other person awake at two in the morning when I am not sleeping!
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