The last week or so I've had some serious insomnia. I took Friday, Monday, and Tuesday off work, and of those five days off I slept in well two. This has been going on all winter off and on, and I suspect mold somewhere in this apartment. Breathing at night has become a problem. I think it's time to move.
The golf course can be a place to get away and walk off thoughts. Some times, like the last two times I played, the game itself can be thought-inducing
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The great Facebook meltdown has begun. Everyone's so busy posting useless surveys, links, and updates, that the damn site doesn't work half the time any more. I knew it. They can't keep up. Ah, well, my time there is as limited as it is here. I wouldn't miss it if it blew up for good.