shhh....

 
Inside the insomniac's head
Last night I was tossing about in bed trying really hard to get some sleep. But deep down I knew that it is going to be difficult and I would be spending some lousy time struggling to empty my thoughts and drift into sleep. The key at such times is, from what I have learnt over the years, not to get up from bed however tough it is not to. Armed with this knowledge I could do nothing much but toss around in the bed in the hope that it wouldn't be as late as the wee hours of the morning before I shut shop. Fortunately I dozed off after a bout of push ups and some more stray thoughts.
I was mistaken to assume that I would be let off so easily. I should have known better because, over the years, whenever I had a troubled day the tumult of emotions carries itself well into my sub-conscious so much so that they come back to me my dreams as florid and disturbing images...
posted by Hash at 10:19 PM