It is now 8 AM and sleep did not come to me last night. SO I now reserve the right to go back to bed. I no longer have my husband's snoring to curse and my cat has desserted me. I am alone and hopefully my thoughts will shut up long enough for me to get a nap. Naps are good right?I'm crossing my fingers for sleep. I don't do well without it. It seems to upset the delicate nature of my bipolar syndrome and one night quickly becomes two which soon becomes a week and the next thing you know I am scrubbing my tub with a toothbrush at three in the morning for the fifth time.Wish me luck!