Ah, sleep. To some, a luxury. To others, a necessity. To me, well, sleep use to be like a little slice of heaven. Little was better than a July morning in 1996, waking to the sound of my parents leaving for work, only to fall back asleep til noon, knowing my sole duties for the day included emptying the dishwasher before going to the pool. Sleep was peaceful then, silent and stress-less.
Sleep has changed for me these last few years, months and weeks. Sleep is now filled with dread of the coming work day, fear of the future's challenges. Sleep is now interupted hourly by my busy mind, aching to quiet life's stressors before the 6 o'clock hour. Dreams are frequent and twisted, with so many mixed messages that my interpretation book is useless. Sleep these days is so fitful that Mike's occasional snoring is actually soothing.
I look forward to the days when sleep is once again restful and comforting. My concern is that those days are a long way off or, possibly, not even there.
2 comments:
you must learn to embrace drugs and alcohol. A sleeping pill with a couple of drinks has the desired effect of drifting off to lala land, sure there is the risk of overdose...but what a peaceful way to go.
sassy was outside and summer was locked in the den, can't you tell it was her barking in the background of my super hi tech video :) HA! I should also note I only spent about 10 minutes "filming it"
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