Hindsight. Amen.
My sleeping habits of late are the worst. I wake up at four AM to use the bathroom, and then I'm fucked. I'm up. I lie there, eyes closed, brain running a mile a minute with writing ideas and to-dos that span weeks. I always think that I should write them down, which rarely I do, and then run over them a million times just to be safe. When I finally fall back asleep after a couple hours I wake up relatively early still and can't remember a thing. Cool. This morning was