Just fell asleep on the couch. Sofa leather smells nice. Earlier, I scrubbed the shower. It is 3:15 in the morning and I am thinking that it might be too late. Time to stay up until next week. Too late to bother going to sleep. But I usually stay up until earlier than this. Just something about the last few nights. Pang after pang after pang of inarticulate sugarbrain.