urocyon

I guess I'm even more prone to brooding than usual, since the cats and the morning light coming in the window have conspired to give me less than six hours' sleep the past four or five nights. You'd think I'd be used to the sharper increase of light here, with latitude, by now, but apparently not. Even when my body is exhausted, my brain needs a couple of hours at minimum to settle down after everyone else has gone to bed (not really negotiable, with my wiring and without the occasional antianxiety med I can't get now); combined with waking up early, I've been lurching around punch drunk the past few days. So please excuse whatever sense I'm not making.

( Longish rant about my frustrating mother playing diagnostician...again )