The Miscellany Manifesto

Random Musings of a Transient Soul





Insomnia


Insomnia attacks. Thoughts cross, flit through randomly, criss-cross. Head is full of things that aren't sleep. Highest sheep count so far is 458. Seriously. Warm milk. Warm shower. Warm bed. Yet no sleep. Books have been read. Music heard. Toenails decorated with little swirls. What could be more inane? Still no sleep. Random acts of meditation performed. Breath concentrated upon- inhale hold exhale. No sleep.
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