I seldom had insomnia after i started work. I couldn't wait to hit the sack every night whenever i came home, and only to find another dreading morning ahead when i opened my eyes. I cursed every single alarm clocks that wake me up, even my handphone's vibration alarm. Yes, my alarm is set in my handphone, vibration mode. This shows how light a sleeper I am.
I had difficulty falling asleep last night despite being sleepy. My mind has endless thoughts and activities that refused to die down. I find it harder to shut my eyes than to keep it open. I turned on the fan, listen to music, off the music, switch off the fan, twist and turned for duno how many times, before I finally fall into a subconscious kind of sleep.
When I thought that i can finally rest and sleep in a little longer on my off day, my brother came into my room, banged the cupboards, drawers and door. I always wonder why must he use so much strength to close the compartments. Didn't he see that I am just sleeping beside that damned cupboard?! My mum as usual was shouting non-stop to wake my dad. My dad's voice is naturally loud even without raising his voice. This is how they behave every morning, whether or not they know I'm sleeping.
I always wonder whether they have ever spare a thought for me. Don't get me wrong, i'm not sulking just because my sleep is disturbed. Its just that, whenever my dad or my brother is sleeping, they will keep their voice down, to the minimum, to avoid waking them up. I have confronted and shouted at them a few times, yet today the same thing happened.
I think I've given up. Sigh, i'm feeling so damn restless. I wanted to sleep but I can't, and i'm not feeling less than a walking zombie right now.