Day 2,678 —Didn’t do the Dishes— with a PICTURE of a TREE in the DARK

I was having some conversation recently about how it can be difficult to sleep. I used to struggle with this for most of my life. I always am optimistic when I tell people how to overcome their sleep problems, but I can tell they are skeptical. I can tell they never really believe it was ever an issue for me. 

My nights used to end between 2 and 4 usually watching reruns of Frasier while drinking bourbon. 

I used to get up twenty-minutes before I needed to be somewhere, and I would rush madly to get to my car.

Are you insane? run before work? I would think.