Not much

Really, not much is happening. I have not been sleeping again. There were two days of sleep and then insomnia again. Last night it was my own fault. I started an addiction memoir. I've learned the hard way that if I start reading an addiction memoir before I go to bed, I'm likely to stay up late reading it.

It has been very warm here, which is nice. I've been spending a lot of time at home, working. Yesterday I went out to a garden outside of town, to talk to a guy who harvests and collects native seeds.

Today mom is coming to visit for the next few days.