The air through the open window smells like summer and trees, and I can hear frogs and cicadas and katydids. Currently, it's 81˚F, with a heat index of 85˚F ( Read more... )

No sleep yet. Sunrise one hour and twenty-nine minutes away. My blood full of zolpidem, valium, hydrocodone, gabapentin, klonopin...you'd think an elephant would be on its knees, snoozing away. Not me. I've even had a glass of milk ( Read more... )

I should be asleep, but I'm not. My meds mostly have the insomnia under control these days, but only mostly. So, there are nights like tonight. Mornings like this morning. I have to take the Ambien, which I try hard not to take. I was on it for too long, and it does unpleasant things to my mood the next day ( Read more... )

Just saw Thom Yorke perform "Cymbal Rush" on The Henry Rollins Show. Nice. The Eraser is really such a very, very good album ( Read more... )