Struggling Well With Life

It’s mid-afternoon, and I am hitting a wall.  I need to get a coffee fix.  Stayed up and watched “Lost” for 5 straight hours last night.  I snuck into the bedroom after midnight, and thought for sure I would be out before my head hit the pillow.  Not so!  I was awake all night.  Really - all night. Prayed for every one the Lord brought to mind, and then still had hours to just think.  What is a night like that all about?  Is God trying to get my attention, speak to me?  Or is it just an odd rhythm now for an old man.  Not really sure.  There are more and more things and events that just leave me puzzled.