Vignette
(A dramatic take on melatonin and sleep)
I lay awake waiting for this mystical thing called sleep to settle over my body and engulf into my
mind. I have never truly witnessed this mysterious thing before. I canβt wait to see how it feels to
be a rest, Iβve been waiting my whole life to feel relieved, just looking forward to just one night
without words, thoughts, pictures, and video clips from my life flying through my mind, racing
through it as if a car flying around a race track at 90 miles per hour.
I lay awake hoping for sleep, but it escapes me and doesnβt want to return, as if it just left and
doesnβt want to come back. So I turn to my pillow side with a glance, watching as 3 little, white,
powdery pills stare me in the face. I donβt want these, butβ¦ I guess I need them. I will not take
them, the answer is no. So I wait βtill the rivers and streams of (overpowering, overwhelming,
and engrossing) thoughts, pictures, sounds, video clips, words (too strong to say or accept) in my
mind finally leaks a tear in my eye and a stain on my cheek. As my face burns, I lie
awakeβ¦slowly drifting off into a deep dark sleepβ¦to only last a small but simple momentβ¦
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