Slumber, wither hast thou gone?

[tinhuviel]

I woke up at 5:30 this morning. Five.fucking.thirty. And I couldn't get back to sleep. So I lay there, staring into the inky blackness, wondering why the hell I was awake and hearing the haiku from Stephen King's "It" over and over in my head.

Your hair is Winter fire
January embers
My heart burns there too

I really hate it when my brain goes into loop mode and I can do nothing but lie awake, listening to whatever it's latched onto over and over and over....and over again.

I finally gave up and got up at 6:30 to make Aunt Tudi and myself a hot pot and prepare for my appointment with Dr. Sovenyhazy.

Here's hoping I get some sleep tonight....

Comments

[mekkasimian.livejournal.com]

IS GUILT FROM TAUNTING WORKING STIFFS LIKE MEK.

=M=

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

You could be right. I feel guilty for not taunting more often. Hee!

[dissolvedgurl.livejournal.com]

That's what happened to me when I stopped working. I figured 'Yeah! I can sleep in now!' but every morning, I was wide awake from like 5:30 on.

When you *have* to get up, you can sleep forever. When you don't *need* to get up, you are wide awake at the most ridiculous of times.

It sucks. I know :)

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

Aye, true dat.

[mystchainsister.livejournal.com]

Will be saying a prayer for you today, as you go do the shove in thing with the dr.
sleep:what is sleep actually? I have had so very little lately, I have almost completely forgotten what it is! :-/
Let us all know how you are please, when you return!
Myst

[green-goblin70.livejournal.com]

Well, you could have made some breakfast for me to eat on the way in.

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

I had it hot and ready for you, but you never showed up.