I couldn't sleep. Call it a side effect of the caffeine I allowed myself yesterday afternoon, a byproduct of the sniffling and sore throat that has bested me for days or the encumbrance of a busy mind. Perhaps we should call it s symptom of all three and more since they all seemed to meld into each other throughout the night. Regardless of the cause, it was 4am and I'd barely been able to score a twenty-minute nap since crawling into bed nearly 5 hours earlier. Brandon Sanderson's Steelheart wasn't boring enough to lead me off to sleepytime nor was my usual go-to when I need to fall asleep quickly: YouTube videos of 80s cartoons. So, I picked up my phone and read some news. And then some more. Finally, at 4:30 I decided to head to the gym. I didn't feel like working out, but lying there in bed for another hour or two didn't seem like a plan either. Normally I walk to the gym and this morning was no different. It's barely a mile away and driving...
