Since Friday I’ve had difficulty sleeping. (Well actually, it’s been going on my whole life, but since Friday it’s been particularly bad). I slept four hours a night Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Monday and Tuesday night, I only slept two hours per night (Ok, it’s possible that the Grey’s Anatomy season 4 disc that I borrowed from Dee had something to do with the last two nights lack of sleep) and so I’ve been walking around like a zombie for days.
Opening my eyes for too long is tiring, standing up is tiring, yes, anything really wears me out. But as soon as I get into bed, the sleepiness goes. I have to put on a DVD to distract myself from thinking or getting bored of trying to sleep.
Yesterday, I couldn’t take it anymore. At 15:45 I had to leave work to get some rest. Even the ten minute drive to Virgo’s house was a struggle, at every chance I got I’d lean against my seatbelt to rest my heavy head. Got to bed, but it took another 50 minutes to wind down. Then suddenly, I felt it – sleep beginning to drift over me. What a wonderful feeling, when you know the rest is about to come and refuel your body, like a medicine beginning to treat a disease. Then I drifted off, into the deepest, soundest sleep that would have gone on for hours...
…Except instead I was woken up 17 minutes later by the sound of my phone, as an extremely badly timed call came through.
Just another reason to detest MTN :)