I can see why sleep depravation is considered a form of torture. Worse is when you can't blame your exhaustion on a new baby, dirty house, new job, or any other valid excuse. I have such bad insomnia and tonight actually cried when I saw my 2 month old son sleeping soundly while I am awake. What a role reversal. I am supposed to be saying how badly he is keeping me up at night and that is okay because he is my son and is just a baby.
When I was a young teenager, I had insomnia worse than I do now. I lived off AMC when they actually showed classic movies... go figure. I memorized every Fred Estaire, Ginger Rogers movie ever made. I learned to hate Judy Garland and her self-righteous nose. I learned musicals... lots of musicals... and experienced Brigadoon one fall night with the wind howling. Magical.
Now, I am just tired. But can't sleep.
