Sleepless nights came knocking on my window of thoughts again. Have been waking up in the middle of the night, spending those wee hours looking out of the silent neighbourhood and have so many thoughts entering and leaving me like trains in tunnels, speeding fast.
I get nightmares of being chased and wake up with heart pumping furiously and room spinning around me. Then I just sit in darkness and holding my squashed teddies tightly, waiting for new dawn to claim its day.
Too much in me I'm thinking I suppose, too many layers - too deep, too vast.
At times, i find myself ridiculously pessimistic with a touch of sadism, other times i am the bright shiny optimistician. Probably the only good thing which keeps me sane could possibly be my dry, narcissistic humour. And gummy bears.
All I want is to be able to sleep well again. To dream of the land of milk and honey, to leave the real world for the reel, to catch droplets of fantasies and relish on flying through the galaxy of imagination.
May God help me sleep tonight.
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