It's 2-something in the A.M., and I'm awake. I hate it when that happens. I used to absolutely, flatout refuse to get out of bed if I was unable to sleep. I feel like I deserve sleep, and nothing was going to deprive me of my due bed time. As I'm entirely influenced by my friend Judy, I have taken up her sleeplessness ritual of getting up and going to the kitchen for a bowl of cereal.
I had Berry Krispies tonight.
I've already perused my blog subscriptions, and I doubt anyone else is going to be writing tonight. Although, I guess if someone lives in CA it's only 10:00 out there. It's a possibility. And of course, I'm here blogging in the middle of the night, so it's entirely possible there is someone else out there who's blogging in the middle of the night.
I went browsing on Facebook, and I happened to see one of my former classmates had made an album of our senior trip. Oh my, was that ever a trip down memory lane! Kind of scared me. We were just kids. I really do feel young at 35 and can't imagine that I'll feel any differently at 40 in just five short years. But seeing me and my friends at 18...whoa! It feels like eons ago. It just makes one ponder.
Sorry for the 2:00 A.M. ramblings.