I have a terrible, AWFUL time sleeping lately. I know it’s related to the whole job situation and “what should I be when I grow up” and all that. I’m not actually worried that I won’t find employment, but I don’t want to just do what I’ve been doing, simply because I can’t resolve this question at the ridiculous age of nearly 50. I take this one to mean that once whatever/whomever is coming gets here, I will have entered the Pleasantville of blissful, unassisted slumber as in days of yore, when I could sleep damned near anywhere. Well one can only hope, cause this looking at the backside of 3:00 am every day is really getting old.