Down early, up later.

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Seems strange, but I have been trying to make that happen.  I wanted more sleep, and to wake a bit later in the morning.  Not much earlier, probably half or quarter to nineteen hundred (7:00 pm), is when I went down.  I've been going to bed between a quarter and half after.  As well, I only pushed the sleep envelope a bit, from around two to nearly three thirty, four?  Something like that.  Still, really, that was only at nine hours down.

I need extra sleep.  Haven't been able to get it.  Even last night, that is a shorter sleep.  I have been avoiding naps, because they will throw my whole day and night cycle off.  Or, eventually.  Now, it will all fall at some point.  No choice.  I am just holding out.  The extra sleep last night is just a start.  I need more nights like that, and maybe more sleep than that as well.  Too long have I been sleeping only six to seven hours.  In the cooling, even cold, and darkening world of fall and winter, sleep is just more necessary.

It was 57 upstairs, in the low 60s, now 63, in this front room, and 69 in the main house when I woke.  It is right at 28 outside.  Hmm, rather cool, for this time of year.  Probably just a phase, this time.  A mood.  Probably.

Oh, something else.  I realized, just turning my phone on, in the morning, isn't enough.  I also have to sign in.  Otherwise it won't ring through.  They are really forcing people to be tracked.  This isn't just stupid programming, this is requiring a sort of authentication, for tracking various things.  Remember, these people have become absolutely evil.  No information they get is for anything other than your harm... one way or another.  If mom passes before me, I may just dump the phone.  Watch the sheep go into shock, that someone doesn't have a cellphone.  I've been shocking the sheep since I opened my eyes.  I think it's my job.

Later.