So I’m not getting much sleep lately.
Wait, lemme correct that. I’m not getting ANY sleep lately. Before you start makng snide remarks about sex and whatnot, that’s not the reason I’m not getting any sleep.
All I do is lie there, in my bed, wide awake, tired as hell, fighting to get to sleep, and nothing. I can’t figure out why; I have nothing weighing on my mind (outside the usual), I haven’t wronged anyone and far as I know I am guilty of nothing … outside the usual.
I find it rather remarkable that someone like me, who loves his sleep more than most things, can toss and turn and think till morning. Indeed, the only way I CAN sleep is to knock out on alcohol, but even that has pitfalls – you don’t actually GET much bed-time anyway!
That’s why I’m so cranky.