I miss being young. When I was young and it was time for bed, I put on my pj’s, I crawled into bed, my mom came into my room to kiss me goodnight, she turned off the lights and shut the door, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Life was so simple then. But now I am an adult, and I have to do adulting. Bills to pay, appointments to keep, work to do - the list seems never-ending. It isn’t a surprise that at the end of the day my mind is racing and falling asleep isn’t as simple as it once was. Now when I lay down to sleep, I take melatonin to help control my circadian rhythm (my sleep and wake cycles),
I apply lavender lotion to my body so the scent can calm me down, I put earplugs in my ears to block out the noise, and I put on an eye/sleep mask to block out the light. And yet, even with all of these tools, sometimes good sleep escapes me.