Last night I woke up at four and could not go back to sleep afterwards. My mind was spinning. The previous night I woke up at two and then I tossed and turned until I could not stand it any longer. My mind was spinning again. Both mornings I ended up in the office around six. Both mornings I flooded the world with electronic-mail messages of all kinds. A consummate coordinator, I cannot stop myself from coordinating. My mind is working at such a pitch that I cannot stop it from spinning all the time. I only wonder when will all the coordinated out there realize that I suffer from insomnia.

Addendum (December 11, 2016)

This is amazing to read so many years later. At this stage of my life, I cannot even imagine this sort of insomnia. Although I wake up several times each night, I go back to sleep without any trouble. My mind is not spinning at all. What with my retirement and my liberation, insomnia is history by now. But the piece tells me a great deal about my beloved, who is as busy now as I used to be close to the end of my career. As I read it, my heart goes to her instead. She is a consummate coordinator, too. Sadly, it will take her so many years to rid herself of the spinning mind and insomnia. Well, it may actually take her many more years, for early retirement is also history by now. The way the world is changing, my beloved may well have to work until my present age. The horror.