Sleep is an elusive mistress these days.

Or these nights.

My sleep pattern falls into one of three categories.

1. I fall asleep at midnight and sleep solidly through almost to the following midday. This is an exceptional rarity and might only happen once a month or so.
2. I fall asleep at midnight but wake again at around three. When I wake, I mean wide awake and I know there is little chance of nodding off again. This is when I head out to my comfy armchair and while away the dark hours contemplating the mysteries of life. Sometimes I do nod off then which is fine and dandy.
3. I go to bed at midnight and having read a book for a couple of hours I realise that this is a futile exercise. This is to be one of those nights where I don’t sleep at all. I revert to my armchair as per category 2.

I don’t know what’s causing this erratic behavior. Sometimes it’s pain that wakes me [category 2] but not always. It is all just something I have learned to live with. I am reconciled to the fact that every night will be a 2 or 3. though there is always the faint hope of a 1.

Last night was a number two so I had a few hours to muck around with the laptop, though I did manage a nap for a couple of hours. The laptop is now almost fixed and I know how to get it to run Linux though with a bit of fiddling. The night before was a 3 so by now I have accumulated a significant sleep deficit. I don’t remember what came before but it’s a very long time since I had a 1. Lack of sleep really fucks up the memory.

Now that I have scribbled this, I think I’ll shut my eyes for a bit.

You never know, I might just nod off.