Sleep, How I Miss You

There was a time in my not so distant past when I slept. I slept hard, long, and a lot.

Not so much anymore.

Now I can't seem to settle my thoughts no matter how tired I might be. When I get in bed, it takes a solid hour to fall asleep during which time I think about the upcoming day, the passing hours that could be spent sleeping and the bags that are slowly setting underneath my eyes.

Oh to sleep like a teenager again. Wouldn't the world be delightful?

L.