So, I haven’t slept in about 3 days. Or at least, I’ve dozed off here and there, but it’s not what I’d really call *sleep*. Took some painkillers about 2 am this morning, but I still was awake at 4:30. Very mellow, but not asleep. Didn’t really do much for the pain either, so I’m not sure why I took them, except I’m just hoping for a few hours of relief – but it’s hard when every position hurts. I’m thinking I may try the bed in the other bedroom tonight to see if it’s got a better mattress, but we’ll see.
On the other hand, how telling is it that when *I* did manage to doze off, my dreams were pretty messed up? At one point I was sitting with an old Gypsy woman and she had my manuscript. She told me she liked it but then gave me a failing grade. (WTF??) Right, it doesn’t make any sense to me either. Clearly I’m over-thinking the publishing process.
*sigh*
