That is the question.
Whether ’tis better to be energized in the morning, but restless at night, and by restless, sleepless…
OK, that’s enough near-Shakespeare.
I really want the second cup of coffee. But last night I got a lot of sleep. A whole lot of sleep. Nearly eight hours of it.
Can you imagine?
So that was pretty cool. That won’t happen if I have more coffee. Decisions, Decisions.
It was one of those nights that felt like constant dreams, and in one of them, I was writing. Nearly two pages worth.
Did it have the courtesy to stick around when I woke up?
It did not.
I have no idea what I was even working on. Also, I may have been on a plane. At some point, I was on a spaceship, so I would think that would prove very inspiring.
Anyway, point is sleep is good, feeling antsy, not as good.
But that siren call of coffee.
Have a great Tuesday.