The late John Lennon described exactly how I feel.
This night is moving lethargically, and is unreal.
Just listen to his lyrics on the White Album.
He can tell you about my current conundrum.
I have too much on my mind right now.
I must close my eyes and fall asleep somehow.
The most soporific thoughts are what I can’t think.
Am I able to erase my mind and keep it on the blink?
I am here in bed, but I can’t get a single wink.