I’m too warm
I’m too cold
the blankets aren’t heavy enough
the blankets are too heavy

the fabric of my underwear bugs me
(although it was fine throughout the day)
a teeny tiny something was stuck
under the nail of my thumb
and although I removed it, it still hurts

I forgot to tell my brain I wanted to go to sleep

there’s too much noise
it’s too quiet

I’m not alone in the bed
I am alone in the bed

something feels off, but I’m not sure what
there are too many ideas popping up in my head
I’m reliving stupid things that I should have forgotten about

I want to be well rested for tomorrow
I’m afraid I will sleep through my alarm

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