Insomnia is evil. I have no trouble falling asleep; in fact, it's usually within seconds after my head hits the pillow. But for some reason almost every night between anywhere from 3 to 4:30 am, I wake up (usually from an intense dream) and can't fall back asleep. I start worrying about what time it is and how soon my fucking alarm is going to go off, or even if I glance over and see I've still got over two hours before I have to be awake, my mind starts racing and at that point I'm fucked.
I so envy Ben's ability to sleep for ten hours at a stretch and immediately fall back asleep if anyone wakes him up.
When I was in my 20s a trick I used on the rare instances I couldn't get back to sleep after waking up in the middle of the night was to tell myself that nothing was so important that I needed to fret over it and lose sleep—especially since nothing could be done about whatever it was that was bothering me until morning anyway. If only that still worked…
