With the storms and threats of storms around us, I didn’t get a lot of sleep. Awakened twice, but three “Code Red” phone calls to announce impending severe weather, the last around two in the morning. I gave up and brewed hot tea. I had something else to eat, but I honestly do not remember what it was. I must quit having nightmares. It is counterproductive when no routes to action make themselves available. Storms will come whether I want them to or not.