Chapter 14

I think the worst part about living as an insomniac is never been able to sleep when I actually need to. For example, I am currently three hours into a six hour flight to London. We were served dinner, given blankets, and the lights were turned out. The flight attendants did everything short of tuck me in. Everybody around me is sleeping soundly. But not me because I can't sleep. I never sleep-not when I wan to at least. It's like my body just picks a random time to turn off. I can sometimes go two or three days without actually sleeping. Normally it doesn't bother me because I'm used I it. I've had insomnia for ten years-this isn't new. But it's times like these, where I know that I really need to be sleeping, when it actually bothers me.