First Contact

 Sleep is a low-level, unprotected command?

Seminary started on Monday, and I have a great class. We're two days in, and yes, I am tired. The newness and anxiety that goes along with it are killing my Zzzzzz.

I figure exhaustion will eventually kick me into sleep moode because this is how the past few nights have gone: Saturday night (Sunday) I woke up at 3am and never got back to sleep. I did catch a quick nap before church. Sunday night I slept fitfully and woke before 5am. Last night I tossed and turned in a state of agitated semi-slumber. I again woke myself up by 5am.

On the way to Anna's school this morning I was unconsciously on autopilot (but not unconscious) until she asked why I'd turned onto the slower street we never take. Why indeed?! So when I got home from taking Kate to school I decided a nap was in order. Maybe fifteen minutes later my phone rang. When I went to answer, the caller had hung up...

Resistance is futile.

*Yes, dear trekkie friends, the photo is actually from the Star Trek:TNG episode called "The Best of Both Worlds." But I needed to assimilate.