At last I slept through the night without waking up. When I wake up at 3 a.m. it seems it's always for a different reason -- I'm too stressed, it's too hot in the upstairs of the house, my stomach hurts. I wake up and read about philosophy for an hour then I'm usually able to get back to sleep. Luckily I'm not required at work until 10 a.m.

It's only early May but it seems like summer has already arrived in El Paso. Ninety-nine degrees yesterday. I like the heat but it also makes me restless. For what, I don't know. Fun and adventure? New beginnings? Something.