Now that I have heat in the apartment, it was too hot to sleep last night. I was way too restless, my legs ached, and then the damned neuropathy set in and my feet and ankles itched like mad. I had sporadic dreams: something about my Appalachian family background, something about auditions for Shakespeare's dreadful history play King John, and Guys and Dolls. I couldn't wait for the alarm to ring.