linda (One of my Friends ) told me, I used to think I’d outgrown the kind of nighttime disruptions that used to keep me up in my twenties—back when I’d toss and turn over bad dreams or late-night anxiety. But now, at 52, I wake up in the middle of the night not because of…
I sat on my kitchen floor last Tuesday at 3:17 a.m., back against the fridge, legs curled under me, a half-empty mug of chamomile tea cooling in my hand. Outside, the streetlight flickered like a dying heartbeat. My mind was still running. Not racing—just… there. Present. Too present. I’d taken my usual 3mg melatonin an…
It’s 10:47 p.m. The house is finally quiet. The kids are asleep. The dog has stopped barking. You’re on the couch, one leg tucked under you, the other dangling off the edge. You just ate a piece of leftover lasagna, cold from the fridge. Your phone screen glows faintly—just enough to see the time. You’re…
You used to fall asleep the moment your head hit the pillow. You slept through thunderstorms, road trips, and midnight feedings. And then, somewhere between 42 and 45… the bed stopped feeling like a sanctuary. It started feeling like a waiting room. You’re lying there at 2:14 AM, heart quietly racing, mind spinning through tomorrow’s…
