Rosemary of Trill

Even a little bit of sleep helps. Last night I woke up several times, but at least I didn't stay awake for hours in the middle of night, unlike the last two nights. So I felt a lot better today, and the whole day wasn't weirdly off-kilter the way it is when your sleep cycle is disrupted. This is the third day after my last trip to visit my mother. That's pretty typical. It takes me two days to recover, most times. Between that and the trip itself, a week gets used up right quick. It's kind of ridiculous, but I can't help it. I've done a lot of work on keeping my mental equilibrium, but I can't control my body, which feels as if it is screaming at me to stop doing this. I can't stop, though. So I'm trying to find some way to get calm on the non-verbal level. That is difficult when my body's reaction is to refuse to sleep and to express its dismay with various kinds of pain. The Duchess is having migraines, so it's not just me. I did a few little things today. Maybe tomorrow will be even better.