This sleep business or indeed lack of really isn’t much fun. Just lately it’s lured me into a false sense of security I’ve been happily going to bed earlier and pretty much having some good nights sleep.
However last night had different ideas for me and I awoke after probably only an hours sleep having had one of the most frightening night terrors I’ve had in a very long time.
I was screaming (goodness knows what the neighbours must think!) and had thrown the pillows and duvet all over the place. I couldn’t get back to sleep for a while because my heart was racing it really was horrible. Tonight I’m finding it hard to nod off, so I decided to do one of my favourite things and write. I find it calming and it also clears my head.
I’m hoping that having done that and after a few pages of my book, tonight will be better.
Wishing you all sweet dreams.❤️x