I had a restless night last night.
I spent a half hour surfing the cable channels for something that would either hold my attention, or lull me into a peaceful slumber.
I stumbled on to something completely, utterly terrifying - Geraldo Rivera in Afghanistan, with Jesse Jackson offering live commentary.
I watched this sitting bolt upright, clutching the blankets in sheer terror, as the cold sweat poured from my brow. I still get shivers just thinking about it! That cheesey smile, that 70's porn-actor mustache, the non-sequitter rhetoric!
I couldn't take it anymore. I put "The Ring" into the DVD player to lull me back to sleep.
I had fair and unbalanced dreams.
LLS