Perchance To Dream

I've often wondered when my sleep patterns would catch up with me. After all, zipping around the country is not the best way to make a living. Well, it's not a very good living anyway. I took a quick nap on one of the planes on the way back, but that just wasn't enough. You see, you can never catch up. I've found that it is impossible. Kind of like attempting to lick your elbow. It just can't happen. I've been hopping time zones so much that I just don't seem to have a consistent sleep pattern any more. There's only one thing that is consistent -- I've never really been a morning person, even when I was really young. I was also never the type to completely stay awake all night on a regular basis either. I've found, as I've started to get a little older, that it's not always possible to control some of this stuff. Maybe zipping around the country is truly a game for the young, don't you think? I've only been doing it for a little less than a decade now, and I'm certainly ready for retirement. Now, I could use some sleep, time zones notwithstanding. By the way, how many of you tried to lick your elbow? Admit it. I know you did. Ha! Okay, I'm delirious now. See ya.