This is great Lena. i love the BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP!
Insomnia. It actually drains the very life essence from my bones and muscles. I can feel how it weakens me as I stumble through my day. Bumbling and stumbling along. I find myself longing to stretch out on the cool tile floor eyes closed and to sleep just for a short time. Would anybody mind, would anybody blame me? I care not. I wait on my customers with glassy eyes and a smile nodding along with the conversation. I could be giving away the store and I wouldn't even know what I agreed to. The lunch hour comes. Praise God! Oh for a few minutes of my eyes closed, what could I give to rest my chin in my hand, eyes shut, daydreaming of cool crisp 400 thread count sheets against my hot skin. The softest, most soothing hypo-allergenic pillow money can buy nestling my head like an egg in a nest, topped off by a four inch thick down comforter with matching duvet. Nothing but nothing sticking out just the top of my head and part of one leg for proper cooling.Just the thought of this gets me through the last four hours of my shift. I go home exhausted and I try to recreate the beautiful day dream. Sadly I can not because I begin to feel as though I just woke up. The fog begins to lift like morning breaking over the mountains. How can this be happening? I feel like a baby with my day and night mixed around. I clean. I bake. I read. I eat. I watch a movie. I go outside. I come inside. I e-mail everyone I know. I nair. I paint my toes. I paint my nails. I paint the dogs nails. I clean the car. The list goes on and depending on the season varies. Exhausted I fall into bed. My husband asks if I'm alright and kisses my forhead. I close my eyes feel myself drift........and then I hear it, BEEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEP! Oh no it's happening again. |
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