Coffee indeed.

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One shot of the stuff was good, so I had another.  That stuff kept me up 24 hours.  I didn't get to bed until 06:13... 18? this morning.  It's been so long since I've touched the stuff.  Couldn't do much with it, like being confined for a week, then being offered an opportunity to move, but only if you sprint... something like that.  Nothing was ready to use that energy.  Not sure if it equates to that, either.  Maybe it was just nervous energy.  Not sure.

Awake at 15:30, or so.  I needed the sleep.  Even as warm as it is getting up there.  It was 72 upstairs this morning.  Uhrm, afternoon that is.  So... what to do.  Chores is about all I have been able to do for a while.  I need to do more, soon.  I just have to.  Then again, if it is warming, that will help, unless it gets too hot.  Bleh.  Always something.  Especially when you are in a state of dying.

I see it in Sam.  Some days she has trouble just staying awake.  Especially when it is cold, though when it is hot, too.  She has a twitch, now, sometimes.  She has had it for several years.  Trying to stay awake, or is it actually trying to stay alive?  I... get that.  I do.

Memorial day?  My mother says they hold events, often at cemeteries.  I guess I'd never know.  Even with many of my favorites and former best friends, various sorts of others, and families, in the ground, I just...  I have never known how to deal with that.  Then again, I'm almost with them, in more ways than one, so...  I may have to see about such events.  Too short of notice, this year.  Though, they may celebrate it more on Saturdays, or even Sundays, for various reasons.  Still, something to think about in the future.

Later.