As I write this, it’s been about 37 hours since I last slept.
For almost as long as I can remember I’ve had trouble getting to sleep; staying asleep has never been an issue though.
Every couple of months or so, there will be a night that’s worse than usual. For the love of all that is holy, I will not be able sleep. I can typically trace the restlessness: I’m excited about progress made on a project; I’m looking forward to digging my teeth into a new project the following day; I’ve hit a problem I haven’t found a good solution for; my mind’s revisiting the past; or, as is currently the case, my brain in making the most of the quiet dark room to unearth those little what-ifs? and poke them with a stick.
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