But I probably won't go back to sleep, although I'm still sleepy. I'm still too anxious to go back to sleep, and I think I Might have slept for six or seven or eight hours anyway, since all I remember of Friday is that I didn't eat dinner but munched on some popcorn before lying down for a nap at some point after sunset.
Outside I discover everything wet, though no rain is falling at the moment. It must have rained earlier. or the dew is really intense. Also now it is after five o'clock. I've had over an hour of thoughts since I woke up, and almost none of them made it onto the page. Time flies when you're thinking slow. I'm squinting in the bright light from the ceiling fixture, but I can't see the keyboard without it. I will stop typing so I can turn the glare off. The typing doesn't seem to accomplish anything anyway. Just a bunch of semi-related words on a screen that will go dark when the electricity stops flowing.
I should probably eat something. It's too late for dinner, but too early for breakfast. I suppose I'll eat some more popcorn. And then maybe I'll try to get back to sleep, because this is way to early for me to be awake.