Sleep is calling.

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I couldn't make it to noon yesterday.  I did squeeze 10:30, an hour past my post.  Today?  It is 4:50 and I am getting terribly close to diving into bed and calling it a night.  Zapped.  No real fuss, I have certainly had worse.  Perhaps the world is cooling.  That can do it.  Oh and the sun is definitely setting earlier.  That too has an affect.

I will game for a bit, see if that doesn't help.  All I can do, at this stage in my sleep cycle, is fend off sleep as I may for a while.  If I stretch too far the world gets loopy.  It is much better to sleep a little more than to slip the surly bonds of sanity by breaking into the psychic twilight.  Of course, none of it is good, it is more like the ol' eye doctor asking "Better here... *click* *whirr* or here?  Here... or here?".  Enough time and one learns to read one's own seasons, scent the beasts that are edible and dangerous, and... fly by the seat of the pants in any case.  No man has a sure, true, full-time compass, only... guesses from experience.  And where I live few men have walked, fewer still have been able to attempt to carry on.  Sometime being a pioneer isn't all that it might have seemed.  Then again I am not dead, either.  :)

(I am pretty sure I am not what he meant.  Too late... for him.  *grins*)

Yep, tired.  Oh, but at least medicine will help that.  </snark>  Shush... just goofing, and having just a sly little bit of fun at it while I'm doing so.

Later, or more likely good night.