I’ve lived a good portion of my life within the confines of my head, but lately, I’m having trouble shutting off my brain. I just feel confined, and I don’t like it. It’s past 1am, and I know I’ll be sitting here come 2am or 3. I don’t know what to do but wait for sleep to come. I’ve taken sleep aids and they don’t seem to do anything beyond making my heart race as I lie down for slumber.
I haven’t had any real substantial sleep in a week now, and I’m really beginning to worry. I manage an hour here, an hour the next night, and maybe a couple on a given day. It can’t possibly be enough, and I wonder how long it takes for the body to finally give up and crash.
Sigh. I’m going to try and lay back down. I’ll probably be back here soon. Tah tah for now.