February 8

Settling into my chair and likely the first sleep of the evening. This is an old practice, I've read, dating back at least to medieval Europe (is it a healthy one for me, a "guy who goes on his computer all day" for work, not a worker of the land?). I'll drift off as soon as the cognitive churn abates. At around 2 in the morning, I'll wake and realize I'm not where I'm meant to be, ergonomically or domestically, then move to the bed. The cognition will start again, and I'm sure I'll regard my phone and perhaps read war headlines, but will drift off again within the hour, whatever thoughts remaining transitioning to handlers of the unconscious whose machinations I may or may not remember in the morning.