Sadly, I am here once again; awake in the middle of the night. Well, I guess it could now be called early morning. This time, however, it is by design. For some ungodly reason, I agreed to do an awake overnight.

I think I have built up a tolerance to caffeine; it just does not work anymore. I think I have had four cups. It is not touching it… no buzz at all. Just flat-out tired and getting worse as each minute passes.

Lately, I have been suffering from insomnia. Now I have the opposite problem. It is a struggle to keep my eyes open. I am out of practice doing this. For most of my adult life I have worked overnights. The trick is to keep moving and hopefully get enough sleep before you come in. I can’t remember the last time I slept more than five hours at a time. Lately, it has been only about three.

I warn you now, this may not be grammatically correct. Frankly, I really don’t care. I was trying to do homework earlier, rewriting and revising copy for my editing class. I was trying to cut some of it to tighten it up, but I think I ended up with more. I can’t wait until this semester is over. I am tired of homework.

I wish I were not so unsettled.

One of my favorite things about working overnights at this house is the sunrise. There is a marshy area behind the house. I would always go out on the deck and just watch as daylight emerged and would just listen. It is so quiet; sometimes just a slight breeze would rustle the leaves. In the spring and summer you could hear the birds, not sure how many are still around. It hasn’t been really cold yet. But, it was cold enough last night that I had to scrape my car windows before I could leave.

I wonder, what time will the sun rise?