Take Two Aspirin & Tweet Me in the Morning

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I'm not a surgeon, but I do bend my use of Twitter beyond the fringes of what's considered the norm. Let me explain.

Some nights I don't sleep well. I could blame it on Squidoo, or blame it on the fact that I was born in the wee hours of the night, and long-ago studies hinted at a possible link between Night Owlism and middle-of-the-night births. Tweet Disclaimer: Tweeting in one's sleep is not recommended if you are (1) scheduled for jury duty bright and early the next morning; (2) undergoing a sleep study, or (3) on your honeymoon.

I think my brain is just too full. Instead of dozing off, I'll mentally review ideas, projects, and long-overdue tasks I need to get at, like decluttering my office or cleaning out the linen closet. Sleep becomes an inconvenience when one's brain is bloated.

Then along comes Twitter, to disrupt my fragile, few-and-far-between ZZZ-zzz's.
I no longer dream in color, but in tweets.

Now, before you have me shipped off to the Twitter Psych Ward, I'd like to say that I'm fairly certain that you probably tweet far more than you ever thought you would. You check in several times a day, and if you miss a day in Twitterville, you turn into a crabapple.

You might want to schedule a nocturnal tweet session. If they're anything like my sleep tweets, they'll rate quite low on the intellectual scale, but that's not the point. Tweeting in one's sleep is a pressure valve. Do you know what would happen to your water heater, if it didn't have a built-in pressure valve?

Consider the following literary gems I sent in a Twitterdream just last night:

@seedplanter You left your keys in the car!
@seedplanter Why don't you just paint the walls black?
@seedplanter Why are you Twittering? GO TO SLEEP!

If you're tweet-savvy, you'll recognize that I was sending tweets to myself.

This is not a sign of good mental health. But more on that later.