So, I’m completing my journal entry for Sunday about as early as you possibly can. It’s about 12:15 in the morning. Saturday just came to a close moments ago, and I’m not in bed. I made the silly mistake of having a cup of coffee around nine at night.
My wife bought me a Keurig, which can make single cups of tea or coffee. I forgot about how just a little caffeine can keep me up for hours. I used to use this to my advantage back in my high school days when I would go out to Denny’s or Perkins with my friends. I’d have one cup of coffee and a piece of pie, and I was good to go for hours. I remember coming home and being wound up tighter than a banjo string. I’d go in my basement and play Nintendo for until my eyes dried out from not blinking for six hours. Then, I’d finally go to bed.
I recall one time, my mother came down in the basement when I was playing video games in the wee early hours of the morning. She asked, “Why are you still up, David?”
I said, “I tried to sleep, but I can’t close my eyes! I think that coffee is bad for me.”
She nodded her head and said, “Okay, honey. Just come to bed sometime soon.”
On the bright side, just before I typed this up, I did hash out a section of the newest book I’m working on. I figure, I only have about four chapters to go, and I made some significant progress today. I guess I should probably work on it some more, since I don’t think my eyes will close if I go to bed right now. Nah. I think I’ll play some Minecraft.