Today is Saturday. I have not slept since Tuesday past.
My mind races, and I desperately try to sleep, but something keeps me awake. I'd like to say that in its race, my mind is working on something amazing, but in reality, all I hear from my mind is the 'wahwah' of Charlie Brown's parents. Sound without meaning. Or maybe I just can't translate it.
Maybe that nasty wahwah is my brain's way of saying, "Get some sleep, idiot!"
I wish I could.
Today I will try again, with the help of some peace and quiet, a cup of Sleepytime tea, and a dose of full strength, drowsy-type Benadryl.
If I don't sleep soon, I may have to seek medical attention. After all, at my age and in my health, I'm a prime candidate for a heart attack or stroke if I don't get some rest. This old body can only keep going at this pace for a little while longer before I literally crash.
So...now I lay me down to sleep, I hope my rest is dark and deep...
And so it goes...
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