My sleep patterns have gone all to hell again, following a brief recovery after the chaos of November. Why is it that my brain will only function in the middle of the night when deprived of rest? I'm approaching the point where lines get fuzzy and life gets complicated. You'd think a well-rested mind would deal with these issues more effectively, but I'm not sure I'd let my guard down without sleep deprivation playing into the situation.
Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I count down, I look around
- Barenaked Ladies
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