wrangled and wrinkled.

Monday, May 23, 2005

I can't fall asleep until my feet are warm. Being that my feet are always cold, or "room temperature". Last night I could not fall asleep. When I can't fall asleep, thoughts swarm in my head making it all the more impossible to achieve the level of rest I need. I usually play music to drown out those thoughts. Last night I could not drown out those thoughts. They range from remembering old times to thinking way too much about my future and those around me and what I think about them and blah and so on. I think I have some sort of weird epidemic.

Maybe I should drink less coffee and maybe think about wearing socks to bed. Or maybe I should become a hermit.

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