Basket.

It seems that my insomnia is returning. I slept barely five hours last night. I mean, this morning. Then I woke up and was unable to get back to dreamland no matter how damn hard I tried.

This trait of not needing much sleep helped me immeasurably in my school days, but I really don't like it. I envy people who can sleep long hours at a stretch, because I've never had the proverbial "7 hours of uninterrupted rest". For me, one entire night of uninterrupted sleep is so rare that I can remember all the exact occasions when it has actually happened. The number, by the way, can be counted on one hand. And some of those times, I was helped by alcohol, which is the one thing that can effectively knock me out.

I always wake up at least 2-3 times per average night. It is really hell on my energy levels because that means I sometimes become this walking corpse in the middle of the afternoon; so tired I can fall asleep while writing an essay. I hated the afternoon lessons, those than went from 2+ to 3+. It always required an immense effort of will to stay awake during those, and sometimes that was not enough. Sleeping in class is not something I like at all, I think it gives the teacher a very bad impression of the student. But much of the time it was not my choice.

Maybe I ought to see one of those fancy sleep therapists one day.