Got home, crashed by 10, and, typically, woke up at 3. Terrible nightmare. But interesting. Can't decide if I should try to go back to sleep (after 2 truffles and an apple and a few TV shows) or just stay up till yoga in 6 hours.

There's this bizarre whirring noise in the neighborhood. I can't figure it out. Not that I'm going to go out and check.

Special thanks to Andy, Nora, my family, my insurance company and Katy for talking me through the sleepiest parts of the drive. And of course to Mika's music. God that album is just fantastic!

Xander is so thrilled to see me it brings tears to my eyes. I should never have left him.