Every time the season changes, my sleep schedule gets shot to hell. It’s 5 AM and I can’t even get my eyes to close. Part of my personal and long-accepted insanities. But somehow I can’t even manage to be productive in these morning hours, the way I used to be able to — my best work was usually done between 2 and 4 AM. I think I’ll need to do a round of Ambien or something to get myself right this time, but I wouldn’t even care if I could at least be using the time wisely. At least I read the novels for my class this week, which I guess is something . . . Now if only there was something good on TV! 
