Sleep

I have come to desire sleep greatly.  Not in a horrible way.  Just because it is so refreshing when it's good sleep.  It feels so good to be rested.  To actually sleep.  It doesn't happen all of the time.  That's why I seem to appreciate it so much. 
Sleep is a gift.  A time of renewal.  But, if I allow worry or troubles to rob it, then not only do the worries have control, but I am less able to handle them because I am so tired.  Worn out.  Weary.  It makes me glum.  So, I try to get enough sleep.  But, sometimes it doesn't happen.  So, rather than making more troubles for myself, I try not to stress.  Try to simply go with it.  Rest other times. 
It's hard, going to bed at my house is not easy.  But, I'm learning to do what I need.  Well, kinda.  I wish I did it better.  But, sleep.  One of my needs that I didn't list. 
Good, restorative sleep.  Perhaps this night.  May it be so.