Ten million fireflies

Sunday. Night. Insomnia. AGAIN.

I don't know how my poor colleagues are putting up with me. I am like a sleep-deprived bear with a sore head. How do people with children function in society? This is hell. Oh well. Only 4 more hours to go til I can go home and get horizontal.

Any other insomniacs out there? What are your solutions?!

On a brighter note ... insomnia was the inspiration for one of my favourite recent songs: Fireflies. I love the lyrics to this one, especially the line 'a sock hop beneath my bed' - I'm not sure what it means but it sounds like one of those bizarre images you get when you're falling asleep (or trying to) Enjoy!