I can think after ten a.m. and before six p.m. but the mornings and eveningsare treacherous. I think I’m thinking and instead I’m just maundering about. Worse than that—

See! I just lost the connection I was trying to make! It’s 8:49 and I haven’t had enough tea to jerk my brain into order. (Are you drinking Starbucks coffee? There’s a terrific amount of caffeine in their coffee. Probably why you’re not sleeping well.)

So I’m losing good working hours…
Pause.
Did I use the word, “working?” I take it back. What do I use my early hours for? Drinking tea, writing in my journal and writing these posts.
Pause.
Did I hear someone shout “Write them later, Elinor”?
No. but I’ll go eat breakfast all the same.