the mother of all frustrations..

for me, is not the lack of development in the global fight against aids, or the perpetual lack of political engagement in countries like ours where no-one in living memory has had to fight for the right to vote, nor is it even our government's sincere inability to deal with the most systemic of social problems, it is simply the lack of sleep. in the last five weeks, at such a time as this, i have slept soundly bar three separate nights. and tonight is shaping up to be the fourth.
if at any point you have prayed for my sleep, please feel free to do so again, because i am starting to feel that wretched fear, that sleep may not come, and obviously this fear in itself then can become the root of the not-sleeping, as per all of last summer's posts....
i refuse to go back to those days that never seemed to end, i want sleep. and i want it now!
yours, addled....