I don't sleep well at all. And all I want to do is sleep, all the time. I can fall to sleep within minutes if given a chance. I can probably sleep forever. But when I do sleep, I dream. I sleep with my ears awake, my mind playing sentinel, and my conscious aware of all. It's not restful sleep.
I am so tired....always so tired. My depression wants me to sleep more, and sometimes I give in to the demands.
Maybe when we are dead, it's just a sleep. We sleep ages upon ages not knowing we are decaying but it's the best sleep. God, wouldn't that be a nice reward? To be able to sleep, and sleep well.
I dreamed of him nearly the whole night. What a fucked up sleep! My unconscious is crying out to me wanting to do something for this lack of him. Bloody freaking hell! What am I suppose to do?!
I'm going to bed for a couple more hours. I have so much to do today but I just don't care. I want to sleep.