On my way back to Lincoln, it began to get brighter, and something magnificent happened to the fog. It became the same color as the sky (which, I suppose, isn't really that amazing). The reason it looked so cool was because I was suddenly surrounded by blue everywhere - in every direction. It was like driving through the ocean - with slight traffic and some construction. Seriously. It was really cool.
I think the most tragic part of my sleeping difficulties is that I am never waking up in the morning. If I see the sunrise, it's usually because someone has dragged me out of bed or because I haven't gone to sleep. This morning it was because I hadn't slept. It wasn't a huge sacrifice to drive Karen to the airport in the middle of the night/early morning. The real problem was an appointment I spaced at 10 AM, so there was little chance I'd make it if I slept. So, here I am, blogging (and probably not doing a very good job of it) at 6:30 in the morning. But, I'm not really complaining, because this is probably the only morning I'll see for a while...
