Life

My enemy, nighttime Starting from a really early age, I had difficulties sleeping. Let’s call these difficulties insomnia on steroids. I couldn’t fall asleep, and when I did, there was no way I could stay asleep. It impaired my life so much, that I would frequently fall asleep at various points during the day out of sheer exhaustion. Words like narcolepsy were thrown around. Those sleeping pills that are supposed to be a temporary fix looked like they might become a permanent fixture....

There’s a reason that so many people write reflective blog entries at the turn of a new year. We find a need for closure at the end of the old year, to prove to ourselves that it wasn’t wasted, to show the world our accomplishments and failures. As I thought about why I see a flood of entries at this time of year, I realized that I wanted to write one too....