I would like to go back to Eugene to run the marathon in 2013.
Where would I eat while I was there?
Keystone.
It better still be open.
What new restaurants are there?
I know there are a ton of new restaurants there.
That waffle place.
How do you get from that one place to that other place again?
What was the name of that bar with the vegan pizza?
What road was that on? 4th?
Is that a one-way street?
What if that’s a one-way street?
I think it is.
What was I thinking saying that thing to that person?
What happened to that conversation I was supposed to have?
Why don’t people text back immediately?
Everyone should text back immediately.
Stop ignoring me.
What were we thinking?
What was I thinking?
Are we ever going to get our shit together?
What if this is a one-way street, too?
Is that a muscle in my hip twitching?
Or is that my pulse?
Did it just twitch again?
Why do my quads hurt?
Did I hurt my hip again?
Where is my psoas?
I can never find it.
Poke, poke, poke.
Is that it?
Or that.
What if this never goes away?
A student email at 2:00 AM?!
What the hell are they thinking I mean REALLY.
I will not respond to this at 2:00 AM.
I don’t care if I’m awake at 2:00 AM; I will absolutely not respond.
Maybe.
NO. Put down the phone. Do not respond.
Should I read a little more? It might put me to sleep.
What if it wakes me up more?
I don’t want to turn on the light.
I guess I’ll just stare into the darkness then.
Even the dog is asleep.
The neighbors are asleep.
The neighbors’ dogs are asleep.
The neighbors’ baby is asleep.
Am I tired?
I don’t feel tired.
How many foot bridges are there in Alton Baker Park?
There’s the one by the mall.
The one across the street from the art building.
The really tall one.
When would I have to start training, January?
Raveling Out 
Poetry.
OH NOETRY!
HA!
This is weirdly beautiful.
Thanks. I am full of questions in the middle of the night, it seems.
love it! the things we think about when we can’t sleep are so interesting.
And of course they’re all too compelling, and we have to stay awake to keep thinking about them and never get to fall asleep!
Kate! Firstly, gah! Insomnia! Annoyeux. Hope the rest of the week has been gentle.
Secondly, thanks to this blog’s advocacy for pumpkin-based dessert Americana, I am right now baking a pumpkin spice cake, possibly the first Australian pumpkin spice cake to be baked ever (although, on reflection, that does seem unlikely). There are seven Queensland Blues plomping around in our backyard and an eighth currently under dissection in the interests of this cake,* so if all goes to plan, Pumpkin Spice Cake Attempt One will be the first of many glories.
* I am inordinately proud of this pumpkin vine, btw.
News just in: I am now officially converted to pumpkin as dessert ingredient. Will be spreading the word. Thank you!
Yay, this is awesome! I absolutely love pumpkin desserts and I’m glad they’ve found an audience in Australia! You can also do them in savory dishes, like curries and soups, if you’re feeling bold!