I woke up at 2am. I have work at 8am. It’s 4:15am as I write this. Why can’t I sleep? Stories. They’re in my head and won’t stop tumbling around. Well, and the massive headache I had when I woke up.
I’ve gone through bouts of insomnia. It comes and goes, and usually I can sleep without a problem. Tonight, well, that just wasn’t happening. Maybe I’ll put together a story based on it. Wait, Stephen King already did that!
You know the worst part about being up? Knowing I should be asleep, that any other night I would be asleep, but here I am, wide awake. It’s just the worst feeling.