One of my super powers is my ability to sleep. Not only do I require very little sleep, but I am also able to fall asleep within a minute of laying my head on the pillow and can sleep in the most uncomfortable of circumstances.
Except for the fact that most of my nights are spent in the midst of harrowing nightmares, I kick ass at sleeping.
Until last night.
This morning I awoke and told my wife that I suffered with insomnia for the first time in my life. I was awakened by a nightmare around 1:30 AM and couldn’t fall back asleep for at least twenty minutes.
Maybe thirty.
It was so frustrating.
As it turns out, describing a twenty minute period in which I could fall back asleep as insomnia to a pregnant woman who spends much of the night tossing and turning is not a great idea.
Not a lot of sympathy for my suffering. I think I only managed to annoy her.
