Sleepless Sunday nights!

I am "sniffing" my Nescafe waiting for the aroma to penetrate through my nostrils caressing those sleepy nerves in my mind, and then sipping this purposely condensed hot drink in another attempt to wake up!

I simply hate Sunday nights.. I went to bed relatively late last night.. I always have this insomnia on Sunday nights as well as on every night with a holiday before.. No matter what .. I always end up awake with a meaningless struggle with my bed sheets to sleep.. so last night I laid my head on my pillow .. Relaxed my body .. Read the Quran versus I am supposed to read.. closed my eyes .. and waited for the sleep fairy to come and put me into the half dead half alive state .. I am waiting.. waiting.. waiting.. Nothing is happening .. turned to the other side .. tried to empty my head of thoughts .. not working ! okay .. lets count sheep .. my imagination is worked up a little and I am picturing the field where the sheep are eating , shape of fence they are going to jump off , state of weather.. blue sky with few white clouds scattered here and there .. great !! DETAILS ! meaning .. very alert mind .. no way to get any sleep .. fine.. Turn to the other side .. Now I am feeling hot .. no breeze coming from the window .. and I am too lazy to get up and splash some water over my face to cool down .. so.. Again turn into the other side .. this time .. focus .. focus you have to get enough sleep in order to wake up early .. I am stressing out! .. again closed my eyes .. and started to imagine myself in that nice dreamy lake shore .. hmmm .. okay .. what am I going to do about that task I have to finish tomorrow .. Ooops ! no noo this is wrong .. when you are trying to sleep , you shouldn't be thinking of the work you have to do the next day .. God.. I am way passed the state of half dead half a live.. I am very much alive ! okay .. so I get up .. drink water and splash some on me .. then grab a book and start reading .. maybe my eyes would go tired and I would fall asleep .. I am using a dim light after all so my eyes should get tired ! .. eventually they do , but my mind is still alert .. its 3:30 a.m. and I am still awake with no signs of sleepiness .. I eventually give up , go back to my bed put my pillow on the other end of my bed and close my eyes .. Hear the Iqameh .. then hear the Dawn Adan .. that’s exactly when my eyes start to feel heavy .. I snatch myself out of bed , pray and then fall like a stone into my bed and finally sleep !