Insomnia and Writer's Block

I'm an insomniac. Always have been.

I may have mentioned that before.

After I got home last night from ChaCha's (see last post), I was incredibly exhausted. By 7 I had fallen asleep on my couch watching TV.

I wake up at 9:30.

Shit.

I know now it'll take me forever to get back to sleep. Go upstairs, check out the blog metrics, stare at the screen for amusing sentences to enter my brain. Nothing.

I putter around downstairs, make something to eat, watch some cartoons.

Not tired in the least.

Around 11 I head upstairs to my computer. Perhaps now I can get out a couple of posts. I look at my drafts, and don't really feel any of those. I click on the "New Post" button and stare at the screen for about 15 min. Have a cigarette. Stare some more. Nothing.

I WoW for a bit. Still not tired. Around 1am I Alt-Tab over to the flashing cursor on that blank post page. Still nothing. Have another cigarette and stare. The more I look at that form mocking me with its nothingness, less enters my mind.

I decide to cut my losses. I shut down, and plod into the bedroom.

Lie down on the bed, still not tired. Look at the clock.

2:08

Crap.

Turn on the TV. Flip through the channels. Infomercial, Infomercial, Sports, Baby Einstein (who the hell has their kid watching TV at 2:30 in the morning??), Infomercial, Home shopping network...

Twilight Zone!

I set my timer to turn off the TV in an hour, and float into the world of a black and white Rod Sterling, blowing smoke into the camera, talking about player pianos and alternate realities.

Last time I remember looking at the clock it said 4:41.

I recall turning off my alarms (I have 2. It's something insomniacs need). But I actually get out of bed, awake at 7:42. Work starts at 8. Shower. Dress. Screw shaving.

8:10.

As long as I'm already late, I run and get coffee and breakfast, and stroll into the office at 8:45.

New day...