Too Late
28 March 2004
It's about 2 am. I'm lying on my bed in the dark. Sleep evades me once again, but that seems to be standard now. I think it's safe to say that I've entered another round of insomnia. I'm doing what I can to "fight" it off and just started a new prescription tonite since the Ambien made me so ungodly sick. I'm hoping that the thunderstorms outside will be on my side and do their magic dance in the corners of my mind. The window is open and it's pouring outside. A cool breeze has found its way into my room via the screen and it smells new and fresh in here. I love days that rain. There's something so soothing about it. I am hoping for a restful sleep.The pattern continues. A few good days have been inevitably followed with some really intensely dramatic ones.
More later...meds have kicked in.
