Two nights in a row, I've fallen asleep within a reasonable time after going to bed. I don't think I realized, consciously, how stressed out I was about my dad possibly having cancer. It wasn't a surface level thing, but it affected my sleep and my memory.
Yesterday was soooo incredibly beautiful. Scarcely anything more than a gentle breeze, about seventy degrees, sunlight. Beautiful. Now, it's 37 and the high today is 45. Phooey.
Whether or not I fell asleep reasonably last night, I'm still sleepy this morning. Oh well. Anyway, I better be off doing important things, like going to class, finishing homework, and other equally exciting events.