Yet again, I cannot sleep. Every time I turn over to get into a comfortable position, I start to think about something and then I wake up from my thoughts to shift to another position. And therein lies the problem: I promptly move onto another subject, and it all repeats itself over again.
The source of my problem- the true source- is my talent for worrying.
I worry about school. I worry about people. I worry about what tomorrow will bring. I worry about this, and I worry about that. I worry till my brain is tied up in worried little knots that I fall asleep on. And in the morning, I feel as though I hadn't slept a wink because of the state my poor little head was in.
Isn't that just wonderful? I know. The things I put myself through!
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