Monday, 26 May 08

Was it the Coke I drank at dinner?

Posted in @#$@#RANTS at 4:31 am by jadeite

Insomnia.

I can’t sleep.

Four thirty in the morning and I am staring aimlessly at the ceiling. Tossing and turning in bed. The lump in my mattress always seems to poke into my back at the worst possible angle, and I vacillate between hot and cold - the covers get hot and stifling and I throw them off, then I grow chilly and pull them over again. I don’t know where my cat is and I get up to look for her every fifteen minutes but she won’t appear. Thai phrases are running aimlessly through my head. I itch. I could swear there’s a rogue ant exploring my thighs but no amount of brushing or twitching will eradicate the damn itch.

I can’t. Bloody. Sleep.

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