The most unfair thing happened to me on Thursday night. I went to bed around 10:30, but I couldn’t get past a doze all night long. Even worse, I had dreams about chronic insomnia and not being able to sleep on and off all night long. I even dreamed about blogging about not being able to sleep. So here I am, blogging about it.
Anyone who knows me will tell you, I have weird, weird dreams. That’s obvious enough.
So on Friday morning I was wasted. Not literally, of course, just very much on edge and unable to focus on more than one thing at a time. From the moment I rolled out of bed, I wished I could climb right back in and start over.