When I Lay Me Down to Sleep

I am so tired. I haven't been sleeping properly for a while now, and I've got to the stage where I feel like a zombie. I sit here at my desk and I seem to be moving just a fraction slower than the rest of the world. It's disorientating.

I think the lifting of over a year's worth of extreme stress is now taking its bizarre toll on me. Things just don't feel right, especially when I'm lying awake at 4am and thinking about how I have nothing to worry about - and what on earth do you do if you're awake at 4am except worry?

I might have to buy some sleeping tablets, if only to give Him some respite from my restless duvet-disturbing and mattress-kicking.