Tuesday, 22 January 2008
4am knows all my secrets
last night I was too tired to cry about something I know needed tears. Regular sleep is a distant dream replaced by nightmares, anxieties, waking up to feel my own body holding its breath until I see stars and inky black. This morning I walked round my house for 20 minutes completely unable to tell if I was in London or Leeds (though architecturally it's fairly easy to tell the difference between an Islington council house and a victorian townhouse). I do not like this one little bit.
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Aww... That sounds pretty awful. I was too busy last night to take my meds & have any hope of waking up this morning, and for some reason Susan had turned the heating right off, so I kept waking up from horrible stressy dreams wondering why I was shivering under my thick winter duvet. Rotten night all round, I reckon.
So what's sparked this off? Is it the job change & moving & all that?
I rarely sleep well, at time it is more accute than others. this would be one of those.
Funny thing: Suzy (princesssulky on LJ) posted this morning asking if everyone on her FL was getting the same kind of problems - insomnia, disturbed & disturbing dreams etc. And pretty much everyone said yes, they were. There's a disturbance in the Force or something, I reckon.
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