A Hard Day's Night
Last night I had the toughest time of my life trying to fall asleep, which is something out of the normal. Usually, I'll be able to fall asleep as soon as my head comes in contact with the pillow. And also after I've undergone my compulsory sleep ritual.
Hiyoshi's Sleep Ritual
1) Lie down on back
2) Turn to right side while clutching at blanket (toto sebenarnya)
3) Turn to left side
4) Lie down on back again
5) Rub my feet against my blanket @ toto
6) Rub my feet against the bed cover
7) Repeat steps 1 to 6 until lose conscienceness.
Normally, after I perform my sleep ritual, I'll be off to Dreamland in no time. But last night was different. Strange, in fact. I had been tossing and turning in my bed, yet I still couldn't sleep. I dare say that I tossed and turned quite a number of times to feel that if I were a helping of salad, I'd be pretty much ready to be served.
When I can't fall asleep, I'll end up thinking too much (or is that the other way around?). Anyway, I was thinking about my life so far, and what I've been through, about how I've been swallowing much of the bitterness that I've faced lately...and then I started to feel sorry for myself.
It was then that I decided I had better go to sleep soon before I was swept away by a wave of melancholy. Which I did.