No Such Thing As Mornings

I used to have a rule.  If Warren has been awake less than three hours, it is Morning, no matter what the time on the clock says.  I am returning to this rule, because my sleep schedule is shot.  Last night I finished and delivered a script at 145am and my brain was still spinning while I was laying in bed three hours later. And that was after I necked two painkillers to try and switch it off.  Today I have to rewrite three episodes of something to take casting into account, as well as try to get my inbox back under 30.  There are no mornings.  There is simply “when Warren wakes up.”  I am 50 now, and working harder than I have in years.  I trust I will continue to wake up.

Voice recording schedule notes just arrived.  Good morning.