Scribblings from the Mitchy Side

...the last dream you have before waking up is of not being able to sleep because of insomnia, and you're fidgeting about trying to find a comfy spot to lie down and just sleep, dammit. And then you wake up and feel so tired it takes an act of will to get out of bed and get to work.

That was my start to the day and it didn't really improve from there. Too much paperwork to do and only me to do it. By the time I got home, I had just enough energy to feed the cat before I crawled under my duvet for an hour and a half's nap. Felt better after that, and even better after some tea and food.

RP has soothed the savage Mitchy and now I'm looking forward to watching Bones and heading back to bed for proper sleep :)