when the night comes

surprise outside the gas station

i have suffered from fairly severe insomnia my entire life. i know that if i think back... it's been happening to me since i was very small. back then it was often because i didn't want to miss out on something... i hated "bedtime" and "naps"... i was never as tired as i was supposed to be... and i would lay there staring at the ceiling... counting dots... or bothering my sister. now that i am older... i actually love to sleep... but still... my brain takes over... often times when i am upset or frustrated.... or as has been the case this week... worked up about an art show... i wake up at 3:30 or 4 in the morning and can't shut my brain off... i actually think this is more of a blessing than a curse. it seems that my brain controls how tired it allows my body to be. if i were in a survival situation... i could lead you out of the jungle for a good 3 or 4 days straight... without much rest... i know this. so... i sort of enjoy it when i realize it's happening now. aside from the extra coffee consumption and the tired eyes... i am pretty much the same. only a lot more productive and focused. it'll all calm down next week i'm sure.

last night danny and i finished up the last of our show prep and everything looks great!
i think at last count there are something like 52 pieces between the two of us!
you might have to wear your short shorts... the forecast says 91 and sunny! whew!
thankfully there will be ice cream!