The concept of Sleep has successfully joined the concept of Love, in all its elusiveness and disappointments.
The more you try to shut them peepers tight to force yourself into snoozy-land, the more frustrated you become - your thoughts all jumping around, flashbacks all abound, but that tinge of sleepiness nowhere to be found.
Make yourself physically exhausted by turtle-swimming in the pool? Checked.
Make yourself mentally tired by reading heavy duty stuff (coupled with bad reading light, cold thunderous weather, and a turtle-speed processor)? Checked.
It took me 1.5 hours to fall asleep last night, from 5.30am.
I think the worst things to lose in life are indeed your soul, your mind and your sleep.
Zzzzzz,
Izzy
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