The thing about getting enough sleep at reasonable sleeping hours is that the second my body starts announcing to me that I feel tired, my brain immediately starts doing the mental equivalent of a toddler banging pots and pans together to create a raging cacophony.
Why does the idea of lying still long enough to fall asleep fill me with uncontrollable anxiety? Why is my brain waging a lifelong war against me and my peace and happiness?
I'm tired.
@greengaybles When that happens to me, I find sound can help me drift off. I usually fire up YouTube, dim the screen brightness right down, and listen to ASMR or a documentary that's interesting but has a boring narrator voice.