Sleep! Where are you? Insomnia has entered the building.

For the past month, I have been doing the tango with my sleep.  I can't really call it a dance because it takes two people.  I am just lying there to tired to even kick a leg up.  At about 2 or 2:30 every morning, my eyes pop wide open.  I have been here before with my battle with insomnia that lasted a good five months, so I see where this is leading.  With my many jobs, too tired to list them all, I go to bed with two million thoughts running through my head trying to silence them all or at least tell myself to close my eyes, count from a hundred backwards and that I will deal with it all in the morning.  Does it work, of course not!  My to do list whispers and then screams at me concerning all of the things that I have to do and all of the things that need to do that are not on that list. 

I lay awake at night looking at the every corner of the room.  It reminds me of the episode of Lipstick Jungle when Wendy looses her job.  She lays in bed and notices how dirty the windows and gets up to wash them.  That's me.  I notice everything.  After the argument I have in my head with sleep and insomnia, its 5am.  I finally drift off to sleep then the alarm goes off at 6.  Can't catch a break.

Maybe I will try imagery, yoga, or have someone just knock me out.  Either way, I am chasing after sleep.  I will catch it soon, if I am lucky it will meet me on a sandy white beach in front of blue water.