Insomnia

4:20am and I'm awake--have been for an hour. Eating didn't help. Peeing didn't help. I just discovered that James also left the bed. Hopefully he's asleep in the other room, not typing away at needless worries in his head. In the course of the last hour I've fretted about a student at school and how to best help her through her current personal drama; how to facilitate communication between the nursery staff and the administration; whether or not to buy QuarkXPress; how much money we'll clear from selling this house; selling this house; and I'm sure a few other things that flitted by in the stream of consciousness. I feel like my head is going to explode. I wish I could just write the pressure away here and then fall into bed and sleep soundly for 2 more hours before I have to get up and devote a full day to babies and teenagers and packing up the house. Someone needs to invent a little electrical device to implant maybe behind the ear that would act like an on-off switch for the brain: set the time you want to fall asleep and wake up, and then it would stimulate the appropriate brainwaves to shut the brain down into sleep, keep it there, then wake it back up when you need it to. They have pacemakers for the heart--I need a pacemaker for the brain. Seems possible, don't you think? A remote control timer that sends radio waves to the pacemaker and shuts you down then brings you back after x number of hours, or minutes for those Power Naps that I've never been able to manage. Set the timer for 20 minutes and bzzzz...[20 minutes]...Hello!

And what is with the mosquitoes here? These aren't those little invisible Asian ones that hover around the ankles that we're supposed to have here--these are regular-size big honkin' buggers like they have back East, the one thing I was really NOT looking forward to being intimate with again. I guess if they're going to move in here, I have one less reason for being sad to leave. The mosquitoes have made themselves a zero equation--big and obnoxious in Pittsfield, MA = big and obnoxious in Tucson.