Sleep — the impossible dream.
2 min readJan 25, 2020
I lie there, staring into the darkness, the pressing of night around me. The pillow under my cheek is hot. My brain feels like the whole world, there is nothing else but my thoughts.
My thoughts whirr on, they won’t let me sleep. That’s when the thought occurs — am I talking to myself?
Talking to yourself, the first sign of madness. If you’ve had a mental health episode ever you’ll know…