03/24/14, 03:55:28 AM

Dear Java-Fueled Journaling,

Here it is, a couple of nights, actually mornings later. It’s not quite five, but getting close. I didn’t fall asleep and wake up this time. I just never went to sleep. I know – I should have taken the meds, but after I took the pain meds, I forgot the sleep meds. It happens. I guess it’s just my lot in life.

Too bad I or it or it’s are not the word of the day. I got all of them in quite handily and I think I should have used nor instead of or in the preceding sentence. Oh well, if it’s wrong, it’s just too bad. I’m tired and can only think of little words right now.

So, everything I wrote in my previous entry is true this morning. I really need some sleep, but in about an hour I have to get ready for a doctor’s appointment and then work, maybe.

The really cool thing about this morning is I get to write a letter. Turns out that Krista – she’s one of those great WP automathamagicians, I think. Could be wrong. Anyway, she is really interested in how I sleep – I know ‘cuz she wrote to me asking me to tell her. So, I wrote her back. Mailed it yesterday; first class parcel post general delivery.

Here is my copy for prosperity.

March 23, 2014

Dear Krista,

Thank you for writing to me about my sleep. It’s wonderful that you folks at WordPress have time to be personally concerned about your fellow bloggers.

Here is how I sleep. Like crap, if you’ll pardon the crude language.

Not a couple of nights ago, I fell asleep for a few hours, woke up, and couldn’t go back to sleep. Once again, I find I am in the same situation, only this time I haven’t slept at all.

Sleep problems have plagued me most of my adult life, but it seems the last few years have gotten worse. When I turned fifty-seven, the doctors told me I had this disease and that ailment and this other illness. The HIPPA laws restrict me from actually telling you what is wrong with me. Sorry, but you understand.

Last year I turned fifty-eight, and once again the doctors and some more doctors diagnosed me with some new this and that and the other diseases. Once again, HIPPA. Sorry again. I suspect that all these conditions aren’t helping me sleep. I don’t really know if they hinder it, though.

One thing though, now that I think about it, when I was in my twenties I slept pretty good. I was serving in the navy then. One time, when I was serving on my first ship, the USS Dupont. (Here is a picture of it if you are interested.) I slept directly under the forward gun mount. While we were at sea for training, I slept through a twenty-one round rapid fire gun-shoot from that mount – directly overhead.

I know you probably aren’t interested in that, but it seemed like a good story to tell about sleep.

So there you have it, I used to sleep – now my sleep is rubbish. You might be interested knowing that my brother Darryl and my other brother Darryl sleep just fine.

I appreciate your concern for me and my sleep. If I can ever do anything to repay you, just let me know.

Yours most sincerely,

Larry

So there you have it journal. I hope she gets it and reads it.

Gotta go. Love ya mean it.

<signed>Larry, and my brother Darryl, and my other brother Darryl

Today’s quote is from Louis L’Amour, the enduringly popular American author of Hondo and How The West Was Won, two novels that were also successful Hollwood movies. The Wikipedia article reports; “L’Amour’s books remain popular and most have gone through multiple printings. At the time of his death some of his 105 existing works were in print (89 novels, 14 short-story collections, and two full-length works of nonfiction) and he was considered ‘one of the world’s most popular writers’”.