Awake, very early.

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Dogs barking.  Motorcycles and other vehicles cruising and shooting through.  *voom! zoom! v-room!*  A strange night.  Thursday, so not even a Friday.  But one sure gets the feeling that Friday is coming.  And... the vibe that it will be a good one.  

Warm, that's part of it.  As I sit here at the computer, which has been off for... four to six hours?  It is reading 73.  That's the warmest I have seen it in weeks.  Even with the computer on and into the early afternoon.  It's only 64 upstairs, though, so... just not sure why I couldn't sleep.  That is pretty typical.

I am overly warm.  For whatever reason.  Hmm?  Carbs.  Too many carbs the last few days.  Pizza, burgers out, fries, even soda.  Yeah, I think that must be it.  I can eat a carby meal, or two, a few times, and skate through it.  But when I eat three or four days in a row, it'll get to me.  It's almost like the fever I get with the flu.  There isn't a good way to get rid of it, either.  It will just take time.

Water.  Drinking more water than else also helps.  Or vinegar tonics.  Yes, after this water, I'll have a tonic.  Those do... something interesting.  I think the heat is from a strange form of dehydration that sugar/carbs causes?  Bleh.  I'm downing a bottle of water now.

The whole gig, currently, is to cool off and get back to bed.  Oh, if I got up to brush my teeth.  I forgot this evening when I went to bed.  Trying to hit that, especially with a cleaning coming up.  It won't help, in some sense.  But it will, in others.  That won't clean things off from years, but it will help make the breath be tolerable... the way I do it it will.

But, from the barking and traffic, it isn't just me.  The whole world feels... something.  A bit warmer than usual.  And, maybe, nearing the end of anything like it.  Might have a few weeks, or a month, of some possible warmth.  But when it snaps, it's going to crackle.  Cold, boys, girls.  Soon.  Everyone is trying to get out and enjoy what is offered, for as long as it is offered.

Dreamed about riding the motorcycle.  Surprised I haven't heard from either of the brothers.  I'm... beginning to wonder, about some things.  Who knows, for certain.  One of them is nose deep in heavy, hard, work.  That I get.  The other?  He may be busy as well.  I just don't know.  But... hearing nothing, for a bit.  I...

As for riding?  At least it seemed to go well, in the dream.  And, as in life, I went easy.  I didn't just jack the bike, and try to run the numbers.  I just want to get where I am going.  Then do it off-road.  And, then, do it with packages, gear, and such.  I'm not interested in racing, or trick riding.  Just... going from point A to point B at some reasonable speed.

A shower in the morning.  Dressed, ready to go.  I re-reset laundry tonight.  Will drain the dishes so as to take another shower.  Then put them back in.  Maybe hit the freezertop.  Bits and pieces.  No, I didn't get to it tonight.  I'll... do what I can, when I can.  Later.