Counting Sheep

I can't sleep these days. I'm trying to figure out why. Even if I really wanted to stay up late a few months ago, I couldn't. Now I'm begging to fall asleep at a normal time. I guess it goes back to the old saying 'be careful what you wish for.' 

I'm not a fan of medication unless it's absolutely needed. But maybe my definition of "needed" is wrong. I've been caving almost every night and taking an anti-anxiety medication that my psychiatrist prescribed to help my thoughts simmer so I could relax enough to fall asleep. 

It's 3:15am and I'm starting to feel the effects of the medication I indicated above kicking in. More of my story to follow.