They say this endless day is my fault like I had a choice. Three hours of closing my eyes becomes two hours to ten of working and waiting for work before I sleep again. The early twilight isn't helping things, I go through 3 or 4 "days" in twenty four hours lately as the world is crawling out of the dark.

Dad is still in the hospital for observation. He went in a day or two ago with a blip on the EKG. This being my dad, the blip was quickly followed by a whole host of other complaints that they needed to check out right NOW so he's in no shape to come home just yet. It's Thursday night, my guessing is that they'll send him home tomorrow because hospitals tend to dump patients before the weekend even if they're not ready to go home.