I hate waking up.

You have no idea how tired I am. That’s because I haven’t told you yet. My last night in Boulder, Monday night, I couldn’t sleep. At all. And I have no idea why.

Now that I am here, in my usual haunts, with a 2 hour time change, I can’t get enough sleep. I dragged myself awake at 9:30, and here I am.

But you don’t want to hear about sleep — let me wake up some more. Will tell you about birds and things.