During those times when I have a lot on my mind and I seem to toss and turn more than rest, I go sleep on the sofa.
I know I shouldn’t do that. I know that a downward spiral. I know that once that first night of rest seems so sweet then the couch will be my home for a while.
It is one of those times that my bed seems huge and the couch makes me feel so not alone.
So for the next while, it will be sofa city sweetheart.