Sleep

I turned in at twenty to eleven to the strains of Handel's L'Allegro disk 2. I don't know if it's because of my mood, but it's the only work by Handel that I haven't enjoyed. I was just nodding off when someone started letting off fireworks in the street. That made me jump and I was suddenly wide awake. I was still awake at Midnight, and that's the last thing I remember before getting up six this morning.