Sleepless

Why won’t my brain catch up with my body My eyes are heavy I need the sleep My mind starts singing or over thinking things I try to count Think of a pitch black space to darken the brightness in my head Thoughts rebel and put a disco on instead It’s like my minds on

Reasons I was awake 3am onwards

Boy George, I hate Karma Chameleon he was on repeat in my head for hours! It didn’t matter what I tried, my usual 1,2,1,2 breathing and counting, he snuck in, thinking about waves on a beach, he was in the back ground, pretending in in a black hammock in a black room surrounded by a

Sleepless thoughts

I can’t sleep because I’m having random thoughts. Such as, would I get a nose job or a boob job? Erm, neither! My nose and boobs are fine! But, what if they weren’t, what would you get done? Or, should I take the cold and flu tablets because I feel bunged up and have headache,