The only noise now, at 3 a.m. PST, is my stupid cell phone beeping every 15 minutes. It’s hidden deep inside my monstrous purse. I don’t wish to ruffle thru the purse to find the phone that will sing it’s Verizon lullaby and then wake up spouse. So I let it beep. Spouse is probably dreaming about a boat floating out at sea and the fog horns have turned into mouse-like beeps. Let the man sleep, I say.
There is an early risers community–the one’s who answer my 6 a.m. emails at 6:05 a.m, and the ones who post on Facebook that they are awake and is anyone else up? The community includes the writing-type persons and the volunteer-type persons, but that’s my 3 a.m. perception, which isn’t always my best. Of my hundreds of friends, this morning I seem to be the lone awakend soul.
I have, however, lessened today’s “To Do List.” After giving up sleep at 2:00 a.m., I redesigned a program for the Friends of the Elephant Seal annual fundraiser http://neptune911.wordpress.com/2010/03/05/eco-tourism-elephant-seals-and-funding/ as well as, plotted the event’s invitation, answered three emails that were sent out sometime last night, sent out two emails and a few more pitching this event to wineries. I had to stop there because I forgot to remove “John’s Winery” from the email text when I was sending the same email to “Linda’s Winery.” Whoops. So much for personal emails!
Meanwhile I know that around 5 a.m. I’ll go back to bed and sleep until I smell the coffee that spouse is sure to brew in a few hours. I’m going to feel like I’ve been bashed in the head, read this post and wonder WTF.
And such are the ramblings of a noisy mind in the silent morning.
One thought on “It’s 3 a.m. It’s Quiet Everywhere, Except Inside My Head”
You need to get some rest. Turn off your brain tonight. Drink a bottle of wine or take a Ambien.