Trying to stay awake a while longer.

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I don't think I'll make it.  Absolutely crashing.

On the good side, I stayed awake until packages were delivered.  Some things have been put away.  A few things are going up to be sorted.  No way I can put the miter saw and rolling bench for it together, and connected today though.  Oh, that thing is huge.  The box, just for the saw, is a four by three by three?  Not as heavy as it looked, if not exactly light.  More bulky than heavy, if some of that too.

A fatted coffee, with chocolate.  I enjoyed that.  The first time I tried that, I really didn't like it.  Same with the second time.  But, now?  The last few times I really did like it.  Not... sure why.  More sweetener, when I do that?  Or just... my taste buds had been asleep to that, initially, after so long without?  Not sure.  But I do like it now.

Dreaming of the dead, day dreaming.  Not... in a bad way.  Seeing the ghosts, and else, of those gone.  Pets, friends, enemies, family, the damned, and... some of the blessed.  Sometimes... it didn't feel like I was all asleep.  Or at all even close.

They weren't haunting me, just... traveling by, or was it I who was visiting.  I get confused about that, sometimes.  I said hello, a few times.  In... confusion, fear, or just as a natural reaction to an unnatural event?  Trying to... normalize the very abnormal.  Sometimes... the particular one... would start, look, but not see me.  Save Sam.  The others aren't ready, as most living aren't quite ready for the... difference to be naught?  Or such.  But Sam isn't... confused.

Well, on to bed I think.  Bedtime blood sugar is 124.  I had hoped it would be lower, but that isn't half bad.  God be with you.  May life be at least lightly sweet.  And, should that not be the case, carry your cross like a trooper.  God is watching.  He knows, understands, loves... even when we... break.  Good day and good night.