Sleep used to come easily to Elena. She would lie down, close her eyes, and drift into quiet without effort. Her mind would slow. Her body would rest. And morning would arrive without resistance. But that had changed. At first, it was small. Taking longer to fall asleep. Thinking a little more than usual. Replaying the day once or twice before drifting off. Then it became something else. Elena lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was dark. Still. Silent. But her mind wasn’t. Questions moved through her thoughts like a loop she couldn’t pause. Assignments. Tests. Mistakes. Expectations. Responsibility. She turned to her side. Closed her eyes. Tried to rest. But her thoughts kept going. “What if I forget something important?” “What if I don’t do well tomorr

