{stands up, clears throat}
Hello, my name is Shonda,
and I am an insomniac.
{sits down, waits}

Sleep and I don't see eye to eye.
Or shall I say ~ closed to open eye.
We have that coveted love/hate relationship.
We both love to hate each other.

Once in a blue moon, I actually get so
tired I can barely stay awake.
Tired at a decent hour no less.
(decent being before midnight)

But I know...

Know what is to come if I lay my head to
rest before the clock strikes 12.

It's only when I finally get to the
nod-jerk
state that I realize submission is at hand
and perhaps my melatonin has decided to
make a guest appearance.

So I stumble to my room, turn out my light,
and place my weary head upon that soft,
elusive pillow...
only to find myself wide awake the instant
we connect.
(i must be allergic to my bed)

Someone told me just last week that I
should try sleeping sitting up.
I just laughed.

At this moment ~ that doesn't seem so funny.
I'd do anything for a good night's sleep.

Even if that means ~
Sleeping Sitting Up.

02/08/2005

Posted on 02/09/2005
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