Sleep. It was the only refuge I needed after a day like today. The only sanctuary that could restore my sanity. As my world spiraled out of control around me, as the familiar forces that guided my life gave way to new and unpredictable whims... sleep was my salvation.
But sleep remained elusive.
"For heaven's sake..."
I tossed and turned, creating a crater in my mattress that could rival Armageddon. I cocooned myself in sheets, unwillingly at the center of my own turmoil.
It should have been simple. I should have been able to see this for what it was, compartmentalize it into the 'work-related' folder of my life, and move on with a semblance of purpose.
Yet, that didn't happen either. The longer I lay there, chasing sleep, the more I was consumed by the reality of what had transpired.
