As if I did not have enough trouble with slumber, the last few weeks of late night studying has claimed what little was left of my ability to quiet my mind long enough for my body to receive a moments reprieve from the daily battery as collateral damage.
And so, I lay awake, tossing and turning, rolling around on my bed like a dog on a hot day moving in circles underneath the shade of a tree, clawing at the ground trying to find a comfortable spot to rest - away from it all. My mind restless with seemingly innocuous thoughts in quick succession - each thought robs me of a second of sleep, which rolls forward to minutes, then snowballs into hours. The dark circles beneath my eyes grows darker and more pronounced with each passing tick on the hands of the clock, with each spec of sand through the hour glass. Darkness fades and day light hastens.
My sheep are out to pasture they won't jump my fence to be counted, I'm left floating up sleeps creek with no paddle. Sleep, like the child from a once loving home whose parents can no long be together - I am only afforded visitation rights on a weekend with my child called sleep. There will be little or no visit of sleep for me tonight, rather this morning (2:02am) - I need to find a way to fix this, sooner rather than later. It's been too long since we've been apart.
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