Condolences to all those with insomnia. Weird that it hit everyone last night. I'm at the point now where I have to get up 3-5 times a night to pee and at least once to eat, which is seriously annoying/exhausting.
Then some idiot on my facebook feed posted something that appeared to be some inspirational mommy article and turned out upon clicking to be a mother's graphic description of her three year old's death after pulling the dresser over on top of her. Rather than stay up all night obsessing, I decided to head off my own insomnia by going into Sharkbite's room at 11 PM and screwing his bookshelves to the wall (he was like, WTF Mama?). I feel much better, but I'm still having these mental visualizations of this other child's death. I hate, hate, hate it when I read something like that because it really sticks with me. I've got a few of these cataloged mentally, and now I get to enjoy a day of having my brain pull them out and review them in detail. Thank you sooo much, facebook person!
And with that - I must get back to writing. If I don't have some story for my brain to ruminate over all day it just picks itself to pieces and drives me to insanity. So it turns out I don't write because I'm crazy, I write so that I do not GO crazy. Winter hiatus: OVER.