Overnight

I woke up at 1:40am. I was having issues. I turned to writing again to sooth myself. Nothing. I turned on the rosary in my iPod. I fell back to sleep with it. Unfortunately I woke up 4 decades later with a racing heart. I was having trouble focusing on the Rx labels on the bottles. I picked up one bottle...not the right Rx. Next bottle wrong medicine. Third bottle... Oops that's the first bottle. Where is my Rx? I'm beginning to worry. My heart starts racing a bit faster. Two bottles later I find the right Rx. I read the bottle: Xanax. I open the bottle and take out a half pill.

I take .5 Xanax. My heart is racing. Soon after I return to the bedroom to try to relax again. That's why I'm blogging at 2:40 am. I had started writing a new section for my crappy novel. When I started feeling sleepy, however, I decided to lay on bed and blog instead.

Good night. 2:43am.

GOOD MORNING.

I was able to fall asleep eventually.  I slept through the night without anymore incident.