Sleep Is For The Weak and Sickly

I woke up around 5 AM this morning and couldn't get back to sleep. At around 5:45, I decided that if I was going to be awake, I might as well be out of bed. Thus, I headed into the bathroom, cleaned up, got dressed, and went out to collect some carryout breakfast from McDonald's. When I got home, I released Ruby the Dog from her kennel and let her out. And then I ate breakfast, donating the empty wrapper to the grateful Ruby, who happily licked it to death.

By the time it got to 9 AM, I had accomplished a great many things, which was good. But I find that I am inexplicably tired now.

Or maybe not so inexplicably. :)