When I was little, I could close my eyes at night and when I opened them again it would be morning. I could sleep so peacefully that the night felt like it only lasted a few seconds. Now I lie awake for hours, watching the room spin, and when I finally sleep I feel restless and I dream too much. The night feels so long, and I wake up feeling like I need to carry on sleeping but I can't stand staying in bed any longer. I keep waking up at night feeling like I'm going to be sick so I just sit there waiting to throw up, and if I don't I have to wait until I feel well enough to sleep again. It feels like recently I have been spending most of my time waiting, but I don't know what for. I'm quite happy to go back to college because at least then I will be doing something, instead of just waiting for time to pass.
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