Sleepless in the Summer

Haven't been sleeping well these past few weeks - I suppose it's the summer heat which in all honesty is not that bad. At least I've slept through worst. But I imagine the days of sleepless nights are adding up. I just tend to wake up in the middle of the night wanting a drink and venture to the kitchen. Then I end up on the leather couch which is cooler than the bed but because my head ends up on the arm rest I wake up on the couch with an aching neck and sometimes back strain. Today I woke up at something like 1:30am, ended up on the couch and now I'm up again at 4:30am but this time because a group of police were escorting this truck hauling this massive block that spanned the width of the street and stood about 2 stories tall. I often catch these early morning transports - sometimes they're gigantic parts to something and even sometimes the cargo looks like some sophisticated nuclear waste container. It's actually an amazing sight to behold since I mostly grew up in relatively quiet neighborhoods rather than in this big city high-rise. It was the cops blurting orders over their megaphones that woke me. I don't mind it, in fact I get a kick out of watching these events pass by my balcony. But I'm thinking these sleepless nights are depressing my days and making me less productive in work and in writing. This journal entry would be the most and even most inspired writing I've done in awhile - perhaps I've written a few inspired e-mails lately but it's been sparse.

Although I have been inspired to do a little combination of creative art and writing with the advent of Comic Life - a software that allows you to assemble pro looking comics with ease using drawings but more interestingly it lets you capture and place photos. I thought it'd be a cool way to create blog entries with photos but it does take time to assemble enough pictures and what-not to make it interesting. It brings me back to when I was really into comics and even drew full panels of comic art. Other than that I haven't been motivated to write much. The ideas have surged through my mind but I've let them fizzle out with every passing. Now this sleep-depraved state has me dragging myself through the day. I'd often just catch up on sleep during the day but I haven't even been able to do that. Well perhaps, like this blog entry, the sleeplessness will push me to write something.