The Art of Being Sick

When you're sick you tell yourself: "I'm going to go to bed early, maybe I'll feel better in the morning if I get a little extra sleep tonight," but it never works out. You get in bed, you realize you forgot to turn the lights off so you get up and turn them off, you try to fall asleep. Ten minutes later you're still awake. Whether you're up because you feel disgusting or you're up because you're coughing your lungs out, falling asleep just. Does not. Work. You relax, you count sheep, and once you run out of sheep you count goats, you count backwards from  10, then 20 but nothing does any good. Now it's an hour later than you wanted to go to bed and you're nowhere near falling asleep. You wonder: would sleeping have worked out if I just went to bed when I usually do? This is the painful and unenjoyable art, of being sick.