Happy February

My insomnia is back with a vengeance. Oh yes. There I was, smug as hell, thinking how I'd conquered it and wasn't it great that usually I fell asleep within ten minutes of going to bed la la la.

It seems my brain/body caught wind of what I was up to.

(Voices should be Batman-and-Robin-esque from the old TV show)
Brain: Boy, what a great set of dreams, but I can barely remember them! Must have been sleeping pretty deeply.
Body: Yeah! I feel really rested these days!
Brain: Yes... A little too rested if you ask me... there's something fishy going on here...
Body: What do you mean? You don't think...
Brain: That's right! She's sleeping properly.
Body: What will we do!
Brain: We'll make her tired far too early, then when bedtime rolls around she'll be wide awake. Mwahahaha! MwaHaHaHa! MWAHAHAHAHA!
Body: Good call.

The following week....
Body: Gee whiz, you know, I don't think I like this new plan. I'm feeling really tired.
Brain: Yeah, me too, but now we're stuck with this strange sleeping pattern and I can't seem to change it.
Body: Aw shucks. I'll just hit the snooze button...
Brain: No! You fool! We'll be late for work/class/getting things done and being productive!
Body: *whack* zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Brain: zzzzzzzzzzz