it’s pretty rare that I can’t sleep. Just can’t. Eventually, normally I can get there.
I’m sure I iwll tonight, in the end. But since the end of my night is 5.5 hours away and another long shift on A&E awaits, I find it all the more frustrating that I can’t sleep. And frustration keeps me awake. I’m scared about money. I’ve still not paid my tax for last year, and the new tax form arrived a few weeks back. Regolith’s broke, and I’ve not actually looked at the letters to Regolith for a while.
The bills keep arriving and my ‘if I can hold it together for another year’ just feels shaky.
Anyway, back to lying and staring at the ceiling.