I remember the days when I could go 3 days without sleep and thought it was fun. Now I go one day without sleep and I hurt. Sure, getting older has its benefits, but wear and tear on the body takes its toll. It seems more and more evident that I will not be living forever - dammit!
As you may have know from previous posts, I did not get any sleep night before last. Well, yesterday evening I went to Walmart and bought a cheap sleeping bag (and a new hat) and that made all the difference. Also, I found a different place to sleep, about 30 feet north of my usual spot - was less breeze there. I don't do well in the cold, and if I'm too cold, then I cannot sleep. Being wrapped up in the sleeping bag, and that bag giving me a little protection from the cold concrete as well, the only issue was the hardness of my "bed". I adjusted the position of my body and the concrete didn't hurt nearly as much. I was able to fall asleep.
I spent the evening at Tom n Toms - a new cafe in San Diego (Korea's version of Starbucks). After they closed, at 11pm, I walked down to my preferred area for sleeping. I bedded down and worked to get comfortable. I fell asleep about midnight. I did wake up a couple times during the night but fell right back to sleep. It was remarkably quiet last night - there were no shenanigans by my fellow travelers that I was aware of. I awoke at 5am, the very first hints of light were turning the sky above a dark blue - my favorite color. The air was cool, but not cold.
I rolled up my sleeping bag, gathered my things, and headed to Starbucks for a well deserved urination.
This is going to be a difficult month for me financially - if you ever thought about sending a donation my way, now would be the time to do it. Follow the link above. Thank you. Have a good rest of the day.