Sleep

Every year I think I write a post like this.

Every year it is always the same.

Yesterday I thought to myself I really need to get on top of my sleeping.

This week I haven’t slept I am ranging on four hours sleep each night and I am shattered.

But I don’t know why I thought I could get on top of my sleeping.

It’s a month until Rhiannas birthday and my body knows.

My bbody always knows.

For the rest of the month I won’t sleep, I know I won’t sleep well.

I wish I could but it just seems I can’t.

It’s not that I have bad dreams.

It isn’t that I go over and over time.

I just don’t sleep.

And I so wish I could.

The lack of sleep doesn’t help with my anxiety, it doesn’t help with my emotional state.

It makes everything worse.

It makes everything harder.

I literally could be on my own on an island and I couple work out Rhiannas birthday due to my lack of sleeping.

I just wish I could sleep a bit better for this month.