Insomniac Ramblings

  I have only two months left in Texas.  I've just gotten through a grueling 8-day exercise.  That's about all I can say about that.  I'm excited to be going back to night shift, mainly because I think I'll be able to catch up on some sleep.  Ever since I found out my assignment to California, which coincidentally was not long before the switch to day shift occurred, falling asleep at night has been painstakingly tedious.  I feel as if my subconscious has been sorting out all of the implications of the present and upcoming life transitions.  Of course, when I say I, I am referring to my Freudian ego who wants desperately to be invited to the subconscious tea party.  Alan Watts portends that there is no ego.  This gives me the comfort of knowing that "I" am not merely trapped in a body which is victim to a fleeting heartbeat.  Rather I am you, and you are the world.  While this wisdom comforts me, I am frustrated about not having the time to work out and sort out and organize all of the ideas and possibilities that my new path implies.