Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting, That would not let me sleep.

July 25, 2020erainbowd

The most succinct description of insomnia ever.

When it happens to me, it is a bit of a battle.
“This thing is worrisome!”
“It’s fine. We’ll deal with it tomorrow.”
“But I need to figure it out now!”
“There is nothing you can solve now. You have to let it go for a few hours and then when we wake up, we’ll tackle it.”
“But what about -?”
“Sleep is the only answer.”
“But I just have to think about this one thing.”
“That thing you already thought about 16 times? Yeah, I think we can safely say you thought about that already. It’s sleeping time.”
“But.”
“Sleep.”
“But.”
“Sleep.”
And so on and on.