Winter\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Full Cold Moon<\/p>\n
Every once in a while, not often, say every two-three months I can’t get to sleep.\u00a0 I’ve not discerned any pattern in this over the years.\u00a0 I’m not ruminating.\u00a0 I’m not anxious.\u00a0 Sleep will not come.\u00a0 Last night was one of those nights.<\/p>\n
Around 2 am, I gave up, got up and read.\u00a0 I like the quiet late in the night, the sense of isolation and a sort of sneaky pleasure in doing something\u00a0 off normal.\u00a0 At times I think I should turn my days around and sleep in the morning and stay up very late and write.\u00a0 Perhaps I will someday to see how it works.\u00a0 Could be hard on Kate though.<\/p>\n
Kate’s upstairs using our new Kitchen-aid to make special cookies for me as a thank-you for help during her recovery from surgery.\u00a0 Not needed, but welcome.\u00a0 They have white chocolate in them.<\/p>\n
My 63 birthday comes on Valentine’s Day.\u00a0 We’ve made plans for a meal at Azia, an Asian fusion and sushi bar at 26th and Nicollet.<\/p>\n
Now I’m off to mount the new tire and replace Kate’s license plates on the truck.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Winter\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Full Cold Moon Every once in a while, not often, say every two-three months I can’t get to sleep.\u00a0 I’ve not discerned any pattern in this over the years.\u00a0 I’m not ruminating.\u00a0 I’m not anxious.\u00a0 Sleep will not come.\u00a0 Last night was one of those nights. Around 2 am, I gave up, got up … Continue reading Awake<\/span>