3 AM

3 AM, the witching hour.  Eyes pop open and then…a kaleidoscopic filmstrip of every thought you’ve had lately chugs to life and begins the slow plodding death march across the 360° screen of your head-space.  The thoughts are lurid and over-developed, much more menacing and ridiculous than their original incarnations.  You toss and turn but that just makes the film move faster.  Three nights in a row at 3 AM…you’ve come face-to-face with the dreaded triumvirate of sleep interruption, blazing an insomniac trail through a week of too much daytime coffee and too little time at peace.  Congratulations, here is your gold tie tack.

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  1. >wow. Sounds pretty rough. might i suggest drugs?

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  2. >My experience with sleeping pills is that they make me feel even worse in the morning. I think I'm getting my best sleep prior to waking at 3 AM, so I'm not really that exhausted during the day. It's more just the being awake in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, that is driving me crazy.

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