It’s 12:30 in the morning and I’m still up. I should have been in bed hours ago but can’t seem to be able to sleep. I can’t think of any particular reason for why I’m still up, but I am. The only thing that I’ve done out of the ordinary was to get my new phone connected to my home network in order to stream/copy data between my phone and computer. This was a lot of fun for me and I still can’t get over how cool this phone is. I downloaded the new Matt & Kim album today and copied it over to my PC without any issues/problems. It’s nice to know that unlike an iPod or an iPhone I don’t need to connect the device to the computer to copy data from one device to the other. So, new music and new technology could be why I’m still up but I don’t know.
I’m lying here in my bed tapping away on my iPod keyboard while my wife quietly snores next to me. Maybe it’s her snoring that’s keeping me up but I don’t know.
It’s finally getting down into the 20s & 30s here at night so the house is a little colder than normal and my feet feel like two blocks of ice stuck to my legs. Maybe it’s the cold that’s keeping me up but I don’t know.
Since I’m lying in bed, my cat Spencer thinks this means it’s time for him to be in bed too. He sleeps between my knees. Maybe my cat is keeping me up but I don’t know.
It’s raining outside and I can hear each drop hit the windows and the skylight over my head. Maybe it’s the sound of the rain that’s keeping me up but I don’t know.
The rain seems to amplify the sound of the traffic outside so it’s louder than normal when cars go by. Maybe it’s the sound of the cars that’s keeping me up but I don’t know.
Since it’s cold outside, the heat cycles on more frequently now and the baseboard heaters make noise. Maybe it’s the crinkle and crackle of expanding and contracting metal that’s keeping me up but I don’t know.
Now that I have a solution to a problem I was stuck on at work, I can finally wrap up this never ending project. Maybe it’s excitement and anticipation that’s keeping me up but I don’t know.
Or, maybe it’s the fact that I had more caffeine today than my body is used to because of mindless consumption of coffee followed up by accepting an energy drink that someone offered me in the late afternoon. Perhaps too many stimulants coupled with an overacting analytic mind has caused me to stay up far too late thinking about why I’m not doing what I should be doing. But I don’t know.
If only there was something I could put my finger on and know that it was the cause. I guess I’ll never know. I think I may go downstairs and mull it over with a fresh cup of coffee…