I can't sleep.
That's not true...what I mean is I cannot get good sleep.
I am tired at 11pm I go to bed. I read. The words begin to move about the page, so I set the book down, turn off the light and then...poof...I am wide awake.
Last night and two nights ago you can add and freezing cold to the wide awake. I lay there. Trying to sleep, ignoring the cold. Or trying to ignore the cold.
I give up. Turn the stupid heater on, jump in a really hot shower. Just stand there till I am no longer numb.
Make my way back to bed. Pick up my book. Words blend. My eyes give up and I sleep!
But then I am restless, I toss I turn I think. I think too much. Even in my sleep I am constantly running over things. I wake up suddenly with a song stuck in my head.
Finally I sleep a bit more.
This morning at 6:30 the phone rings. I answer assuming someone must be dying.
Nope. Wrong number. Wrong number at 6:30 in the morning. Who calls people especially the wrong people at 6:30?
I try to fall back into the dream that I at least hope I was having.
Its gone. Morning has won.
So now it's 2:15pm and its safe to say that while my eyes are awake...my brain is falling in and out of sleep.
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