Insomniac

My insomnia runs in cycles. No matter how hard I try, I can't control it. And I find myself doing weird things. One night, I spent an hour reorganizing my pencil holder. An entire hour.

I'm in a cycle right now. Last night, I finally went to bed at 1 a.m. (late for a working girl), and woke up at 5:30 a.m. It was difficult being at work, having to focus on boooorrring text. I kept dozing off at my desk. But things hit an all-time low last Friday when I locked myself in my favorite stall at work, laid down the little sanitizer-wrapper on the toilet, sat down, put my head on my knees, and took a 10-minute nap. I woke up to the sound of someone taking a dump. I hope this cycle ends soon. But I'm a little nervous -- usually, when I get into a bad sleeping pattern like this, it means that someone I love is going to die. I just hope it's stress.