Insomnia

I hate it when I can't sleep. The mind starts to turn freudian and mess up my hair. So, I decided to do what others say would work in situations like this, to watch a really boring movie and hopefully sleep will creep in. I decided to watch The Hours. This has always been a thing with me, when I'm depressed or suffering from an almost nervous breakdown, I would watch a movie about people who are more depressed than I was. Sick masochism, if you ask me. I thought that watching Virginia Woolf contemplating suicide would make me sleepy. Like hell it did. I ended up wide awake and feeling sad for her and the prosthetic nose Nicole Kidman had to wear just to become Ms Woolf. So much for sleeping.