Miss Dotty is sleepy tonight.
Generally I don't care much for sleep. If I didn't have to sleep, I likely wouldn't. I would spend time lounging around--reading, writing, watching my nails grow--in bed, and maybe I'd nap, but who wants to go to bed at night just to wake up the next day with the same amount of stuff to do and with not necessarily feeling rested?
It's when the lack of restfulness arrives, when the body reminds the brain, "I'm so tired! I'm tired!" That's when sleep sounds pri-tt-ey darn good.
And so as I make my way into sleepiness land, I think, "Oh please, let me go to sleep before I remember something I was supposed to do today and forgot about."
