I think it's official. Insomnia has forced me to admit I am a night person. Of course my alarm is set for 7:30 am, but no matter which way I lay my head on my pillow I feel no rest.
I spent the night watching Cowboy Bebop and giving a stranger a dirty show via Photo booth. Every night, life gets weirder and weirder. I want rest, I need rest. I yawn as I type this, but the moment I lay my head down I feel more alert. The pillow inspires thought. I count my breath, I count numbers and I count my blessings. Nothing helps.
The bed I have made seems to be very uncomfortable sometimes. Yet, I will not deny that I sleep in it nightly.
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