Mom: *grabs crackers*Me:MOM!!!Mom: Hey, don’t take my crackers.Me:Hey, don’t take MY crackers. I licked them!!Mom: Well that was a mistake because I rubbed arsenic all over them. So you have about an hour.
With closed eyes she lay in bed, tossing and turning in waves of sleep. Her mind wouldn’t rest, couldn’t rest. Thoughts lined up like dominoes, each triggering restlessness. For thinking meant wondering that triggered worrying, which became over-analyzing. This commenced sleepless nights, such as this one, where she remained wide-awake in cogitation, wishing she was tangled in him.