7/15/2004 11:25:46 AM|||Amy|||Last night I slept harder than I have in a long time. I was very sleepy by the time I got home, but then I took an anti-histamine to clear up the hives which have broken out around my eyes and on my neck and chest. Goddamned hives. Or, at least, I hope they're hives. If they're not, I may have to cave and see a dermatologist soon. It's become a daily habit for someone to tell me to stop scratching, and I'm a mother, damn it! I know all about conventional wisdom and dire warnings.

I think I was asleep before I actually laid down on the bed. I woke this morning at an hour after the sun had risen, and felt refreshed and happy. As cliche as it sounds, to be able to say you feel refreshed and happy is not something to be taken for granted.

I am attempting to perpetuate all this refreshed happiness by drinking gallons of coffee, really tasty coffee. I feel not unlike Snow White or Cinderella chirping to the birds and communing with mice. Except, around here in the research institution in which I work, the birds probably carry some kind of horrible bird virus, and the mice are just waiting their turn to be eviscerated.|||108990928661728306|||I think it's all about sleep