Am I a morning person?

That's highly doubtful. I blame my morning insomnia on Jamaica -- that's where it all started. When we went there for Spring Break, many moons ago, we would start drinking and carrying on quite early in the day and last late into the night. Still, every morning when the sun would rise, at lord knows what time (we had not a single clock) I would be up and ready to go. I'd wake Carly and, on more than one occasion, we were some of the first people on the beach.

I know having a lot of things on my mind lately has something to do with it too. It's like I'll wake up at 5am WIDE AWAKE and pick right up speculating about things exactly where I left off the day before. I seem to have completely broken the Off switch in my brain.

I tell myself on the days when trying to go back to sleep seems futile that if I "functioned" in Jamaica like this, I can "function" here. However, I don't have a sandy beach out my front door, or even the gift of sunshine today and something tells me a little more sleep couldn't hurt in preparation for the partying. One more swig of chocolate milk (my insomnia remedy) and I'm off to find Mr. Sandman...and possibly beat the shit out of him.