A battle against fatigue, that is.
This past week hasn’t brought me many good sleeps. Most nights have actually been filled with more insomnia than sleep. Normally such nights are followed by good, restful naps the following day. But there were no naps this week. Instead, each day has found me more tired as the week has progressed.
Tonight, as I try to stay awake to watch my Saturday night TV shows, the eyelids grow heavy. I fear I’m fighting a losing battle against the fatigue that’s been building all week. Soon I’ll be moving from this recliner in the front room to my bedroom to watch the shows from the smaller set back there. And, being so close to my bed, I’ll be ready to put head to pillow whenever the tiredness wins out over the desire to stay awake.