Sleepless in St. Johns

Once again, sleep comes easy - initially - but all too soon, I'm awake again. Tossing and turning, all worries and issues staring me in the face, some drifting off to sleep again, but the sum total is far short of 8 hours, or 7, or even 6.
It makes the day a lot less enjoyable, to put it mildly, but it was a fine day with an early walk, lunch at the carts with a friend, and a nice cooling off time on the porch after dinner.
But that's not the end of the story: while flossing my teeth, out pops that x*&;%@ crown for the twentieth time, So I guess I'll see my dentist sooner than I'd like.