Sleeping through the night has become a real challenge.

Undisturbed sleep has left the building.

I fall asleep for an hour or two and then I am up.

What the hell is happening?

Is this another hideous side effect of aging?

Screw wisdom…slow down the aging process and let me sleep, leave my face alone and allow my body parts to remain at sea level.

I am also encountering very disturbing dreams.

Now that the NY Giants hellacious season is over, I am assuming the rough and tumble dramatic two minute drill dreams will abate.

Last night I dreamt that I left a designer bag in an elevator with all my jewelry and cell in it and I couldn’t remember which building the elevator was in.

That ended the night for me.

Recently. I had a dream in which I closed up the NYC apartment, left dirty dishes in the sink and didn’t clean the bathroom.

Talk about a nightmare. That’s worse then being in an accident, taken to the hospital, having my clothes cut away to discover I am wearing granny panties and an old, stretched out bra.

My family keeps shoving Tylenol PM and Melatonin in my face, but I will not succumb.

Beware, the fear of waking up with a migraine.

Life is a vicious circle.

Maybe I should join a vampire cult.

I do find it difficult to meet interesting people in Los Angeles so if I expand my horizons who knows what intriguing people I may encounter.

In the meantime, I am exhausted, but I am accomplishing stuff.

It’s 3am and my blog post is done for tomorrow.

As with every challenge in life, there is a silver lining.