.....It's 3 a.m.

I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

Are those the right words? For Matchbox 20's "3 a.m."?

Because

shit why won't this get out of italics?

Freakin blog.

Anyway, that's what I was thinking of when I could NOT sleep at three o'clock in the morning. I was tired. I played a game, I read my book, all of which gets me sleepy (I can't usually sleep unless I'm reading). But as soon as I cut off the light eyes wide open.

I was going to wake Peter up, but well I wasn't really in the mood.

So I finally get to sleep only to wake at 6am or some shit like that.

Talk about feeling crappy! Ya know how the body feels when it gets absolutely not enough rest? Well that's how I felt. I wanted to get up early but that was painful. So I slept in until 8ish. I felt better but then I feel my day starts too late, after I've yoga'd and meditated and ate breakfast.

Ok. My Lemon Mist candle is competing with my Cucumber and Cantaloupe candle so someone's gotta move to another room. But is sure smells tasty!