Rock Me to Sleep (excerpt)
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,
Make me a child again just for tonight!
Mother, come back from the echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore;
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother, – rock me to sleep!
You guessed it - I'm the victim of insomnia. I'm not really sure if I can call it that, because I DO get back to sleep in fairly short order, but I'm used to sleeping the night through. Lately I wake up at 2 or 3 in the morning, and, if I'm not careful, I can end up lying there with thoughts (not creative or constructive) spinning through my head.
Exercise, knitting, and diet all proceed swimmingly. As usual, I haven't spun since the weekend.
You guessed it - I'm the victim of insomnia. I'm not really sure if I can call it that, because I DO get back to sleep in fairly short order, but I'm used to sleeping the night through. Lately I wake up at 2 or 3 in the morning, and, if I'm not careful, I can end up lying there with thoughts (not creative or constructive) spinning through my head.
Exercise, knitting, and diet all proceed swimmingly. As usual, I haven't spun since the weekend.
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