I seem to have lost the knack of turning my brain off to sleep. In the past three days, I’ve gotten maybe 10 hours sleep, total. (One night, I didn’t sleep at all.) I’ve tried getting to bed earlier, warm milk, hot showers, no TV, etc. Oh, and meditation. I’ve tried listening to music to help me fall asleep, something that used to work like a charm: nada. It’s making me a little crazy, like a rat where somebody’s moved all the walls in the maze.
I did fall asleep long enough last night to have some weird dream about visiting a former friend’s Victorian house, which was filled with antiques and pets. I took a bath in an old-fashioned tub, fell asleep and woke up to running water overflowing all over the floor. I cleaned up the water and went next door to an outdoor party, where someone parked their car so it was sticking out on the street. A passing car hit it and knocked it into my car (my old Tercel, not the one I have now), which then slammed into several others. I was upset because everyone somehow thought it was my fault. Oh well!