Insomnia, when she comes to visit, can be disrupting and yet productive, actually. I have a love/hate relationship with Insomnia. I don’t quite think of her as a friend, yet she and I have been on intimate terms lately. On the one hand I dislike her intensely because I’m afraid she will ruin the day to come. However, if I get up and write, even if I feel like you know what, she isn’t such bad company and I often come away with, if not a peppy feeling of accomplishment, at least I feel I haven’t wasted my early morning with her or bemoan the coming day.
If I’ve already spent three or four hours writing before the sun has risen I can justify a nap in the afternoon, if I even need one. Lately I’ve found myself so ginned up on the work I’ve accomplished that I go until about nine the night after Insomnia’s visit. I don’t need a nap because I feel somehow energized from not having wasted time trying to sleep when there was no way my little trickster friend was going to let me. All in all when I can work, Insomnia and I get along all right. I’m glad she doesn’t feel it necessary to pay a visit every night but I do hope this trend we’ve created continues, because I’d really hate to have this surprisingly productive relationship come to an end. I think it’s “working” for both of us!