At 2am, I don’t need to be awake. At 2:30am, I don’t need to be awake and I don’t need to scroll Facebook or look up who’s playing at the Fillmore. At 3am, I still don’t need to be awake. At 3:30am, I don’t need to know where the nearest Target store is, and at 3:45am I don’t need to know which stick vacuum I should buy. Among the other things I don’t need to know when I can’t sleep are: where’s Cobb’s Comedy Club and do they still have tickets for Jordan Klepper? What Chris Christie said to shut down Vivek Ramaswamy. How to sign up for a Safeway shopping account. If that apartment I applied to but never heard back from is still on the market.
It’s now 5am. I never really went back to sleep. At some point, I was thinking about what’s in my storage container and hoping it will all fit in the apartment and that the moving company will have the right-sized truck. The online form asks for the size of the apartment: studio, 1 bedroom, 2 bedroom. I’ll tell them that the last time I moved (from Memphis to State College), I fit everything in a 16 ft. truck. I’ve since gotten rid of a bed and at least 5 – 10 boxes of stuff (maybe more). I was trying to remember where I put some of the paintings I bought. I remembered that I intentionally left the vacuum in State College because there wasn’t one already in the house. Which is why I began to wonder where the Target is and what type of vacuum I’ll need.
I’ve already had my oatmeal and a cup of that orange flavored water from a generic version of emergen-c (I felt a little stuffed up). I’m mentally working on my “I should” lists. Get some more sleep is on there.