There’s usually no rhyme or reason when insomnia happens, except it’s at the most inconvenient times. I had a ton of work the next day and needed a good night’s sleep.
Even with the best of intentions, I didn’t hit the hay until Midnight. What seemed like a couple minutes later, my eyes popped open in the middle of a dream about a dolphin living in our swimming pool. The dolphin would jump and eat mosquitoes, which was good, but if you didn’t scratch its dorsal fin with a plastic back scratcher, it would bite your arm.
I know! What kind of weirdo dream is that?
Squinting, it’s only 1:15 AM, so I roll over in bed. Deep breath. Another, and another. Roll on the other side. Nothing.
I fluff up the pillow a little and lay comatose between sleep and awake. A few minutes later I wake up again thinking it’s been hours. Ugh, uh. 1:35 AM. Continue reading Insomnia