Let’s talk about sleep, baby. It’s 4:16 am. I’m awake. Have been for hours. Yes, my husband is snoring. No, it’s not the reason sleep eludes me.
The blankets have been on, off, half on… maybe if I stick a foot out? Nope. Right arm? Nope. My body temperature will not regulate.
It’s not the reason I’m awake. My thoughts whirl. Anxiety spikes. COVID-19. Black Lives Matter. Haven’t posted a blog in weeks.Read more on themighty.com