Reset Forty-Eight, Day Forty-Eight

[rejectomorph]

Tuesday was lived through, and some sleep happened, then there was an attempt at sleep during the evening which just didn't work out. A little bit of a bipolar episode and an upswing and here I am with dawn and exhaustion. There are things to do I'm not doing, and I must now sleep whether I want to (I do) or not (my brain is still saying no.) Anyway, I'm supposed to have a package arriving today, and I hope to be awake for it, among other things.

Bugger, I can't concentrate. Forget it.