The evil that is 3 o'clock in the morning

Misty finally took me by the apartment I will be taking over in a week. It is exaclty like I imagined it to be. Not great. I knew that! Then how come I woke up in the middle of the night and was so pissed as hell about it? The reason is that I adore my little cubby I have now. And if I had never stayed in it, I wouldn't be so let down by the apartment. And when I had one of my rare, brief chats with Mr. M. I just mentioned how much I liked the Skyland Hotel....just as a bit of conversation. He said "Oh, apartment is very similar!" Mr. M. is a big fat liar, it's dark and old and far from the community center. The cubby is light and new and within a 3 minute walk of the CC. I hate 3 o'clock in the morning. Really, I was so upset about the apartment it was all I could think about. And having that moment when you finally get off cloud nine and say to yourself "What the Hell am I doing here?" No getting back to sleep after that. When daylight arrives the world seems much better and I know I will be able to handle it all. And I know that my biggest problem is lack of sleep. The world is always a better place when you have had enough sleep.