8:33 PM. I crawl into bed and try to get comfortable. Habitually, I read through the day's messages and try to put together a paragraph for an update.
10:00 PM. My eyes are burning, and my body is heavy, yet still I type. I type in hopes of being able to write myself to sleep, which for the longest time, was the only thing to work.
11:30 PM. Everyone else is asleep. Except me. My body is aching, begging for sleep, but my mind denies it. Too many memories. Too much stress.
12:00 AM. I'm somewhere between sleep and wake. I pass out for a few minutes. If I'm lucky, an hour. My body finally lightens.
1:00 AM. Awake. That's the next part of the sequence. It never stops. Never changes.
2:00 AM. Shallow "sleep". Slightest noise wakes me up. Again, it never changes.
3:00 AM- 5:58 AM. Dead space. Deep sleep. Not enough to use for energy, but enough to make me feel better.
6:00 AM. Somewhere between sleep and wake. Conscious enough to hear Starset's Halo blasting in my left ear, signaling the point where I must "wake up" and get ready for school.
And the worst part? This happens every night.
