Quiet the Butterflies
3:46am & wide awake without any hope of going to sleep anytime soon. The anticipation of escorting today is keeping me up. I'll admit that I enjoy this feeling on the first day of classes or the like, but right now I could really do without it or at least a less intense manifestation of it. If I go back to bed I'm afraid I won't wake up on time. That assumes, of course, that I'd be able to sleep in the first place. Normally when I get this bad before a presentation or such I go to campus early & take a med my doc prescribed to calm me. This time I can't do that because it makes me kinda loopy. Not loopy as in not mentally here, but in the sense that while I can control my speech & such my reactions are not fast enough to drive comfortably. Gah, I just hope the visible shaking stops. It's a side effect of the meds I'm on, but it becomes extremely visible when the butterflies creep up & seems to make some people get very concerned (which is not another issue the medical staff at the clinic should have to worry about). Suppose I'll go curl up on a couch with a cat or two & try for some shut eye.