Awake.

It's so hard to go to sleep and wake up at a reasonable hour when there's nothing forcing me to get up in the morning, and nothing to prevent me from napping away the afternoon. I thought I did alright today, since I had left out the whole napping part. I was even feeling slightly lethargic a little after midnight. I thought that, for sure, once I crept under the covers, I would have no trouble falling asleep. But then I kept seeing flashes of light in the window, and once I realized that the rumbling I was hearing sporadically was thunder, well... then I had to get up and roll up my car windows. Then I decided to go ahead and take out the trash. And now I realize that I'm just not very tired. I'm not sure what to do about this. I could go back to bed and toss and turn and try to sleep. Or I could read a book. I could watch some TV on the internet. I could knit an afghan. I could paint a portrait. I could learn to tango. The possibilities are endless!