Uncomfortable

It is after 3am, and once again I am not asleep.

It's been like this for the past week or so. I get tired, turn out the light, and ... nothing happens. I lie there for hours and hours and finally drop off in the wee smalls. It doesn't matter how early I get up, it keeps on happening. My brain will not shut off until after 3am. The antihistamine sleeping tablets will get me to sleep somewhat before 1am, but taking them two nights in a row risks zombie-like daytimes, and even if I haven't taken one the night before, I can't really take one ('one' meaning 'a quarter of a tablet', the minimum dose) after midnight or I just won't function the next day. I've tried my usual tricks like inventing fantasy stories or listening to music. The stories keep me awake and the music just irritates me. I have no idea what to try next.

The impending move (only a little over 7 weeks away now) would be enough to put anyone into a spin, I guess. And if that's not enough I have three units of study to work on, two maternal grandparents with serious health issues, a suddenly blossoming understanding of faith, and a heart that's spontaneously begun to desire romantic attachment again. And, you know, a partridge in a pear tree.

MY HEAD, IT IS FULL.