Neither sleep nor waking are working well.

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There are enough new and old things going on, that I am not terribly worried.  Not worried at all.  Frustrated, sure.  I am just basically back on medicines after a major slip.  Anything over two days is such, this was somewhere between three and five days.  Look, it's going to happen.  Usually I catch it in a day, or even a single dose.  Rarely I just don't.  More when I am doing a bit of traveling, and pushing myself along with it, over the course of several days.  Next, as summer has hit, I am having to figure out acclimation.  I have found a simple system that works very well.  But that takes some time.  I'm, mostly, now keeping the cave in the 75 F range.  So long as I don't have to turn on a lot of lights, or traipse in and out too often, or even work hard so burn a lot of calories in here so turn into a human-like heater, I can keep it pretty level in here.  I don't even need the ac, now, unless I have worked, in or out, or the heat gets much higher for whatever reason.  Fans, always, but nothing more.  So far.  Still, it's busting my balls.  Even that, for me, is hot.  If I go slow, it's okay.  I think I can get more used to it, and perhaps higher heat, but I don't do that quickly.  Toss in quitting tobacco, and I think those are the primary culprits.  Any would do alone, though would be managed more easily, perhaps quickly.  But all together and I get what I get.

I tried to go down at 20:?? but that just didn't happen.  I think I made it in at 22:30 or so.  It just didn't matter.  My body wasn't serious about even attempting to sleep until 0:30, though what time I finally slept I can't see.  Dreams, and probably wakeful spots, haunted my attempts at actual sleep all through the night.  It wasn't a horrible night, or anything, it just wasn't a fast way to rest.  I tried to get up several times.  I had the alarm set for 6:00, but while awake at 5:30 or so, I realized I would no more be getting up at 6:00 than I would probably even make it by 9:00.  Between waking periods, dreaming, and a rather soft-serve sleep as a general rule, I didn't climb out of the bunk until noon, maybe noon-thirty... at least by the alarm time, which is set an half hour fast.  All good.  Rest, like food and medicine, are among the keys.  I know, bodily, if I have slept too much.  It's as bad as not sleeping enough.  Neither, always, have a direct, or regular, time equivalent.  Sometimes six hours of sleep is best, sometimes, like last night, it's twelve hours... with the various stipulations.  I am rested, but not overly so.  Body is a little sore from needing to stay down that long, but... it otherwise feels right.  Nah, I don't like it either.

I just don't know what today will bring.  I know the list.  I also know that there isn't much focus, energy, or tolerance for the temps.  I'll keep the list handy, look for a way to some of it, and just... keep tat it.  Later.