I’ve been tossing and turning for two straight nights, saddled with a head cold that puts me into sporadic shivers and night sweats in equal measure. Sleeping isn’t remotely restful, and I keep thinking I’m on the verge of some meaningful insight in my slumbering state. I’m delirious. This thing came on sort of suddenly, perhaps the result of the stress of the holidays and my general emotional environment — that and smoking…
I am thus resolving to cut down on smoking — not quit, mind you, but cut down so much that I can count the number of cigarettes I will have this year. Maybe I’ll make this blog a place for my smoking confessionals (”Had one the other night after my fifth drink at the bar” kind of thing). I dunno, I have to do something.
And, of course, Murphy’s Law — it has been just lovely here in Victoria the last couple of days…Nice and sunny. I need a smoke just thinking about it…
Sigh.
