Warmer today, Our high, on Christmas Eve, was 58F.
This bout of insomnia is getting scary. It's been a week now. I am genuinely beginning to fear it and remembering an especially bad spell I had late in 2016 that stretched on for more than six weeks. Lost day.
"The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to" ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
A good Christmas Eve. Spooky make a crock pot full of chicken and vegetables, and I made a cherry pie (photo below). Pies are one of those things I do well.
The afternoon's film was James Gray's excellent Ad Astra (2019).
Merry Christmas, Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
12:58 p.m.