The thoughts running through my head after a late night phone call.

Every now and again, I suffer these really bad bouts of nightmare-induced insomnia. Not knowing what to do, I usually write down things like this:

Have you ever had nights you couldn’t sleep, when your mind races and then in the darkness you find yourself all alone.

“Why I had my kids!” and how I became “Mother” instead of me.

A hopelessly in love girl and how she suffered from being a nobody in the eyes of the only man she adores.