Insomnia

I’m not good at sleeping.

Especially, with other people; the room becomes too warm

and the bed becomes too crowded.

I don’t think what I have is insomnia, but rather simply a displaced awakeness.

I’m awake because I can’t sleep right now, and not because I can’t sleep at all.

I do like to cuddle– but not until the morning; I need six layers of blankets and room in the bed to play soccer in my dreams.

I love dreaming– in real life and in sleep, but getting there always takes some time.

Sometimes, I read.

Other times I watch Netflix until I nod off.

All of my great ideas come to me at 3am.

I refuse to take melatonin.