now, i am not depressed, but i suffer from insomnia.
its a fight to fall asleep and then once i do, its a fight to stay asleep.
im good for about three hours and then i am smacked right into
open eyed mode. about another hour will pass before i can sack
back down, only to secure about 2 more hours after that until i wake up again.

and it is like this
every
single
night.

i am like a mother with a brand new baby, minus the baby.

i have tried everything.
and i have come to the conclusion that the only way i could sleep though the night is if i were back in barga,
and my boy was playing with my hair,
and james taylor was singing outside my window,
and a distant storm was rumbling in the sky,
and everyone was back from the war,
and none of my friends or family had a single worry,
and no one was hungry or afraid or sick...

i think then
i could get a good nights sleep.