insomnia [Theme] Page 4

... I-I couldn't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep...
I loved flipping through books page -
As birds released favorite lines
Quotation marks, dashes, commas and dots...
And Sleep does not come. He sleeps on the balcony
On the Mat, with a small plush pony.
I'm not going to disturb him, to call and get angry.
Thank you, favorite childhood page!

How sad it is - insomnia from such a young lad.

The branch trembled, a leaf trembled
It's someone on the street wandering,
It's someone your dream it is not
It was someone from a dream escaped...
And laughing at us sunrise,
And mocks us the moon,
And someone gives us one more year
And again we will spoil the spring...

Lull okay, so the dream takes.

Like to the bottom through the day I fall to sleep.
I dream as a child to sleep, a pillow touch.
But the sleepy customs inspection to pass I need:
Do not miss me, if a thought at me one.

If sleepiness is one of the symptoms of many diseases, why they say that sleep heals? (irony, if that)

For sleep it is recommended to lie with your eyes closed and count sheep. Awesome lesson. The last time these sheep he counted, loaded into cars, taken to market, sold after hard bargaining with the village customers, propyl revenue in the tavern, having arrived, had a fight with a squatter... but still never fell asleep.

If you can't sleep - do the math.

In people who quickly go to sleep, the night passes quickly; but those who suffer from insomnia, it becomes a part of their lives, no way inferior to the day.

- Don't sleep-why?
- Curiosity. Sometimes, you know, tired, exhausted, sleepy, but stop myself. I think it will be some kind of a curious story, and you like a fool oversleep.

The sleep that had visited me without an invitation with a glass of wine or a tablet, every night, as punctual lover, got a hold of my better half.

If you want to, and on the bare Board will fall asleep, and do not want, and a soft feather-bed you will not sleep lying.

I tried to relax and nothing to think. The brain itself, my words and my voice continued its monologue... I tried a last resort. Introduced myself a little in my head. And carrying a huge broom. And I methodically from left to right swept his own thoughts.
The main thing - not to be distracted. Much to wave a broom - tzhik, tzhik, and thoughts do not have time to form into words. TJ-W-zhik, TJ-W, putt...