It's 3:30am and I've been awake for an hour and a half. Ive tossed, turned, gotten a drink of water... cleaned up dog throw up and still can't get back to sleep. Not emotional, no tears, just wide awake. This is a side of grief that sucks.
I am however grateful it's Sunday and I can take a nap or sleep in once I do fall back asleep.
Nothing really to share, just thought I would type here while I was awake.