"I woke up at exactly 2:13," says my boss, newly returned today from a couple of weeks out after surgery on his shoulder, "and I couldn't go back to sleep." The pain was keeping him up.
What I want to say is, "Well, you know what helped me sleep after my surgery, though, is weed."
But instead all I say is, "Oh, man, I know how that feels."
One year ago today: Nodding Off
Two years ago today: Whining Hypochondria
Three years ago today: Star-crossed Lovers