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I have periods in my life where I am a very good sleeper and sleep is that "glorious lack of consciousness", but then sometimes I go through periods where my anxiety gets the best of me. I lay awake flitting through different scenarios in my brain, none of them good, drive myself crazy, and find myself unable to sleep for hours at a time. I am not a fan of such nights. Sleep is very, very important to me. It keeps me from turning into SuperBitch.
I am grateful that I start work at such an hour that I can afford to sleep in an extra hour or even 2 if I do lose an hour to anxiety.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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