Seriously, body?

I have been in bed, exhausted and with intent to sleep, for over 90 minutes. Up until the minute I turned out the light I was ready, oh so ready, to be unconscious.

Light goes off? Boom. Wakeful.

This has been going on all week, and roughly lines up with what can only be described as a post-adventure mood crash, with the added bonus of some serious Leap Day baggage. Plus weather change. Plus my bad knee is flaring up. Plus...I don't know. Plus something! Lunar disturbances, maybe.

All of which would not be the end of the world except that I really, really like the story I'm working on right now and want to hammer out at least a couple hundred words in the morning. And be functional tomorrow. And, I don't know, sleep.

This, friends, is what happens when you tamper with time zones and keep a bizarre schedule. Sooner or later, even valerian cannot save you.

OPERATION HOT BATH WITH A BOOK IS NOW GO.

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