Stress, busyness, conflicts, end-of-year stuff, menopause, wild changes in temperature, all have been sabotaging my sleep as of yet.
And it's not been pretty.
I've missed the dreaming.
I've missed the peace.
I've missed the healing.
But yesterday I dropped everything and climbed into bed - mid day - and woke up three heavenly hours later.
Then at 7:00 PM I crawled back into my all-white bed, put my sleep mask on, ear plugs in, and fell asleep again. For 12 1/2 more hours.
15 1/2 hours of sleep in the last 24 hours has me starting to regain perspective.
But just starting.
There's definitely a nap in today's future.