ANDERSON, SC—I’m trying Ringo, I’m trying real hard, but I’m not happy with the sleeping situation. I know it takes getting used to—especially for a light sleeper—but stealth sleeping sucks.
You know how it is, some mysterious noise wakes you up in the middle of the night, your mind all befuddled? Well, when you know you are doing something semi-illegal, it’s worse: “What was THAT? Is it a cop? Is it robbers?”
The mind is a terrible thing to have.
Since I’ve re-hit the road, I’ve slept in a hotel parking lot, a rest stop, and (now) two Corp of Engineers boat ramp parking lots.
I originally wrote this post last night, at a boat ramp outside a federally closed COE campground, but there was no Verizon signal so I had to wait until I moved on earlier today to upload it.
While I was writing this post last night—a post on how difficult it is to sleep stealthily with a mind that keeps telling you that something is going to go horribly wrong—I finally said to this freaking brain of mine, “Enough! I’m not going to listen to your damn, dark and dreadful fantasies unless someone physically knocks on my window.”
Kind of a mental red-line. Don’t worry about noises “out there” unless someone (or something) comes a-knockin’.
Though I didn’t sleep “the sleep of kings” last night, I slept better than I have been.
I’m not perfect, but I’m trying Ringo, I’m trying real hard to get this damn mind to shut up and let me get some Z’s.
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