get (at least) 43insomniacs together to celebrate sleeplessness and the creative urge that can strike night owls

It’s not that I don’t want to be sociable. It’s that I can’t keep my eyes open.

...by a Morning Person. Yes, it’s true, I’m not really an insomniac any more. Since I moved to the country, I’ve done almost a complete reversal. I go to bed early…generally before 10:30, almost never later than midnite…and I’m usually up literally at the crack of dawn. Or before.

But I adopted this goal because for some reason, you insomniacs are an entertaining lot. :) Hope you don’t mind if I hang out.

As a child, I was dyslexic. Seems like everything people told me turned out to be bass-ackwards. Is it any wonder that as a youth I became an agnostic? The concept of divine intervention in my life was derailed, and I was put upon the karmic pathway known as the goes around/comes around trail. Without any faith to guide me, I suppose it was inevitable that I would become an insomniac, haunted by the doubts of my youth.

I lie awake at night, and I wonder if there IS a dog…