Can’t sleep again. Find myself staring at nothing each night as the minutes go by.
It’s 3:16am right this moment and I could have sworn it was 2:00am just 30 seconds ago. At least that is how it feels.
For me, insomnia isn’t just not being able to sleep. It’s also having the middle of the night creep up on you really fucking quic and before I know it, it’s that crazy in between time where if I wake myself up early the next morning, I’ll be on almost no sleep, but if I sleep in, I’ll not help myself the following night. So I try to fall in between. Give myself 7-8 hours and go from there.
Doesn’t work. Never works.
Right now I’m just dealing with the “can’t sleep” part. I haven’t gotten the “I hate my bed” part. Where just thinking about lying on my bed makes me not want to sleep. Looking at it is even worse so then I sleep on the couch for at least a week. Right now I think I can handle my bed, but I’m still too awake to go lie down. I’m gonna try to couch with the TV on until I feel sleepy enough to go to bed.
Fuck. I used to love being up all night. Not so much anymore. I want a day life.
Storm, you need to move out here so we can be up all night together. I don’t care how gay that sounds.
