Sleepless again

Sleep came easily to me when I was younger. Jerry even remarked that I slept so soundly that the whole Green Bay Packers could charge across the foot of our bed and I wouldn't wake up. Not so now. Last night my mind bounced around like a man using a TV remote control; it couldn't settle on one thing for very long:
...strolling on a warm, sandy beach
...praying for my niece and her husband as they take on a heavy commitment
...playing poker and imagining the hands I'd get
...making banana pudding
...creating Christmas cards
...cleaning the garage
...reading Loving Frank
These were some of the images flitting through my restless mind before I eventually drifted off to sleep.