Restless

I had one of those nights where I went to bed at 4:30 am and, upon seeing the clock strike 5:45, decided to just fuck it and forgo sleeping. I haven't been able to fall asleep before 4 am since January or so - call it a function of working a crazy job, but also being too focused on too many things at once to have a settled mind.

It turns out that the sun was supposed to rise at 6:10 am, so off I went to the lake to settle my thoughts before heading for a solitary Sunday breakfast and antique market browse. Always a good way to end the weekend.

A vintage map I bought my parents. They've been on the hunt for one for a while now.