Last night I hardly slept
Body exhausted but mind unrelenting.
After tossing and turning, I layed there and quietly watched Netflix until dawn broke.
Insomnia doesn't bother me any more since I've made peace with the night. And strangely, I don't feel tired in the dark.
It's only in the morning that I feel the weight of exhaustion. There are so many thoughts that keep you companion at night. Random but interconnected, lucid dreams while you hover between rest and agitation.
I still don't understand why I can't sleep when I go to bed so tired. Sunday scaries, they say.
It seems for now my Sunday nights are fully booked.
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