I used to do that… wake up to write. Now, I don’t know what wakes me up. I keep water by my bed. Usually, if I sit up for a minute and drink a little water, I’ll fall right back to sleep when I lay back down. Sometimes, if it’s four or later, and I’m really awake, I’ll yank on some sweats and take my dog, Henry, out to watch the day break…which is always sweet. Some nights I wake up every two hours, and usually it’s no big deal because I don’t have to be anywhere the next day. But it can be annoying when I do have a morning appointment. It’s “safer” just to stay awake. I think it’s all a symptom of the sleep deprivation I inflicted on myself when my kids were little…and sleep was just an annoying interruption to the daily quest for income and security.