Eighty-five 6/14 '21
(or: My Life as an Insomniac)
It's lightening and thundering, though I can't hear it too well with the earplugs in. But the air is charged, and the cool breeze through the window is welcome. The soft boom and roll is comforting.
Rog is here in bed with me. (That feels oddly TMI and yet, why?) Anyway, we are test running the sleeping arrangements in prep for my family vacation in one week. He has the CPAP, the chin strap, the other sleep apnea device (Inspire), and I have the earplugs, the sleep mask, the sleep meds, and the cat locked out.
I think it's working.
I mean, actually working.
I am cheered by this thought. I don't know how the entire night is going to go yet, but I'll just take this little feeling and hold on to it.