Akwardly Restless

What's the deal with the not sleeping? I'm down to about 5 hours, if I'm lucky.

Sure, sure I try to hit the sack around the "normal" bed time; but find myself laying there staring at the ceiling for atleast an hour. Yes, yes I like the ceiling... and staring at it... but normally the whole thing seems more appealing with somebody between my legs... go figure.

I get up around 11:30, 1:30, 3:30- before the alarm goes off at 5. Then I'm dusted on the drive to work... perhaps I'm too over-stimulated.... will have to project on that I guess. I tried to project on husband last night, who was an active participant in my bedtime ritual. Guess I figured some hard-core mutually satisfying physical labor would aid me in my pre-sleep relaxation. It did, but not enough as I still couldn't 'shut down.'
Life kinda sucks ass today...

Okay so, a lot of you have emailed me some really great fucking questions! To those of you that have - Thanks!

To those of you that haven't, well...errr. There's really nothing I can do about it, I'm just shockingly surprised you passed the opportunity.
Wow, one chance to know something about EN... and *whoa* there it goes! Passed like a freight train in the night.... see me in the sleep cabin getting it from behind? No? Is it blurry then?
Well, I try to satisfy the voyuers anyway (always leave the shades up on the train in the sleep cabin, makes for interesting speed-rush thing). Here dammit..
Face pressed against glass, hands cupping breasts with hard nipples; fingers pinching - skirt hiked, panties down... look of satisfaction on my face; perhaps even a glisten of sweat on nape of neck...

*sigh* Ran on a little with that thought.... sets the mood for the day I guess. I will post the answers to questions later. If anybody wants to squeeze one in, feel free... your Q?

God, there I go again...