So much for sleep

I've been awake since 5:15. I also remember seeing 3am. Why does sleep hate me?

short poems

Caffeine paranoid
You are all out to get me
And my magic beans!

Chemically awake
Bad for me but I must work
I wish I could sleep

Creeping ants inside
I want to go hide away
Grey summer skies fume

Another night, another mood, another workout.

Yet again, the gym saves the day. I seem to be out of the pit of depression, for now - the fact that I am having upswings in mood suggests things are getting back to better. There is still brain work to do to make this state sustainable, but I am in a place where I can start to hope again.

( Now, about the workout )