I am sitting here, on the couch, in my lounge, looking out of the open door at the rain falling on the street below. It falls from the deep grey sky and coats and soaks everything - indiscriminately. And though its cold, its not as cold as it should be in May - end of May with only six days left till June....
It seems the year is passing by with little to show for it sometimes. And yet so much has happened.
Exactly three months now since I have slept the night through. Its not the getting to sleep that is the problem - its the staying asleep. And unlike the last time that I had a sleeping problem, I am doing a rather physical job five days of the week. I am starting to feel the strain. You would think that given how tired I am starting to feel that I am up half the night and have plenty of time for hobbies and writing and such. but I only ever wake up for long enough to register that I am awake.
Its just all so disjointed.
Three days off this week though, so time to spend on me. Time to find the track and get back on it once more.
