I grow a bit punchy from having had too little sleep for two days in a row. My brain wants to stay awake, but I don't. It's the over-stimulation of the cold room, I think. Having grown somewhat accustomed to it, I find that I spend more time outdoors, too. The chill of the air seems less intense when I'm already cold. Outdoors itself is stimulating, with the moon once again nearing full, and the landscape full of ghostly brightness and stark, mystery-laden shadows. Time to open the heater vent and try to make myself drowsy. Raccoons, stay out of my dreams!