Yesterday I struggled to get sleep. After lied down and closed my eyes, I just wouldn’t fall asleep. I thought about good things, and somewhere bad memories also came flooding in. I tried keeping the latter off by turing my thoughts to the brighter sides of life. I turned to the left. Then I slept on my back. Then I turned to the right. Then I slept on my chest after pulling the blanket straight and well over me, tucked my hands underneath. Closed my eyes. I tried to clear my thoughts and so that sleep could come over me.
Uneasiness on bed, trying to get sleep can be a torture. One may have everything in life, money, all that money can by, but what if one doesn’t get sleep? Sleep is one thing you can’t buy with money. Blessed are souls who quickly and naturally fall asleep as soon as they hit the bed.
I get this problem once in a while. A friend told me why don’t I try sleeping pills. I have never tried that. I don’t think I will ever do that either. Because, it’s only a temporary remedy. Worse, I might used to it, while the basic problem might still be around.
I got up. Took the book I was reading. Lied down. Began reading. After 45 minutes, I found sleeping resting on my eyelids. I waited for a few more minutes for it get heavy. Put the book down. Pulled the blanket over. Switched off the lights. Took a deep breath. And the only thing remember afterwards is getting up the next day morning.
