13th
Sleep that NEVER comes…
What can you do besides lay around and slip blissfully in and out of consciousness. As wonderful as that sounds to me…Good sleep can be hard to come by. I love it when its long and restful, but sometimes the dreams take over.
When that happens taming the beast of body aches, moody thoughts, and succumbing to the drunkenness that is sleep becomes unbearable. In some ways I love being so tired that it takes me no time to dive into the vast beach of sleep sand, but I’ve been wishing for that sleep to be restful and not make me more tired instead.
I’ve even been trying to figure out how many solid hours of sleep I get, but some times its hard to differentiate between the two. Every week end is a hoping game for some sleep catch-up.
Here I go again…and the cycle continues.
