Tag Archive: insomnia

Senseless insomnia sarcasm

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  It’s 5:00am in the @$%^&*()->! morning. That’s what I get for thinking that an expensive brand of “sleep tea” was any better than the cheap stuff. Yes, I was asleep at 10pm.… Continue reading

Mental musings

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Have you ever had a conversation with yourself at 3 in the morning?  The imaginary voice that haunts my brain just won’t shut up and let me sleep. Did you know that I… Continue reading

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Too much sleep

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Friday, I arrived home from work around 4:30pm, so tired I put on my PJ’s and found a space in between this: I fell asleep around 5:00pm and awoke at 6:30.   Yes, I’m… Continue reading

3am brain slam

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  The things that get me up at night Bed hog Dogs Insistent Cats Work (as in OMG! I’m going to be fired for sure) Getting all my books published. Wondering if I’ll… Continue reading

Reverse insomnia

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I’m convinced that the world is an insane asylum, cats are the scientists observing our behavior, and dogs are the therapists who decide if you’ll have the chance to move to another planet… Continue reading

Another 5 in the morning Omelet

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Yes, it’s 5 in the morning and, as usual, my brain cells are scrambled. By the way, the omelet I made tastes cheesy and beef sausagey and bean sprouty.  While I munch on… Continue reading

I in moans

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Where am I? Sitting at a desk I purchased in 1997, redesigned over the years by cat claws and duct tape. Why am I here? If you knew the number of times I’ve… Continue reading

Some daze…

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Some days, sleep is no problem.   I’m trying to remember the last time that happened. I’m munching on baked potato chips at 2 in the morning, wondering if I’ll be able to sleep. … Continue reading

Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Conversations with Insomnia

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My brain has escaped into another dimension.  It does this far too often.  I apologize in advance, as the opinions of my brain are not necessarily that of the body it inhabits. <_><_><_>… Continue reading

In-stinks

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Where did a word like instinct come from?  It’s that feeling inside you screaming things like: Run! Hide! This is a good person. This guy sucks. You’re going to fight off a migraine… Continue reading