Why Does Every Blog Have To Have A Title?

So last night (in another fit of insomnia) I was desperately looking for things to do. I let the dogs outside to go play and sat on the swing in the dark for a little bit to enjoy the warm darkness. It got creepy, so I brought them inside and made me a graham cracker-with-nutella midnight snack (closer to 1 am, actually). Made me more awake. I watched a tv show. Nothing.

Then I dragged my computer out to the couch and started typing on it. Occasionally I work on these children's stories that I've been writing forever because writing is cathartic and children's stories are awesome. Maybe one day I'll really finish one and try to get it published (I feel like Family Guy's Brian all the time because of this). And the most amazing thing happened when I started writing. No, I didn't go to sleep. That would be silly. But I did have the most amazing brainstorm. I outlined four novels. Four. And proofread some fifty pages of an already started novel. And added more to it. It's so funny to me that I enjoy editing my work more than I do creating it.

So although I got virtually no sleep again and now have a dull headache, I did have a ton of fun writing and outlining for a few hours last night. Maybe I'll do that every night and not have to worry about tossing and turning in the dark, trying to get to sleep when clearly my body doesn't want to. I'm not even tired anymore. I don't remember what it's like to be tired, cause I'm always in this constant state of restlessness. Man, I miss working. At least then I knew how to be tired all the time.