Oh...sleepless nights!

Wow! How beautiful when you replace any loss with gain or profit…I have not had that feeling for ages, until yesterday I felt like I did something useful for my health.

I have been suffering from the insomnia for more than two weeks; I became such a professional insomniac the way I know my way to the bathroom, the refrigerator, even where my slippers are set in the murkiness room. It is not a normal awake; I have to get up between 3-4 times every night!! I even suffer from tossing and listening to the barking dogs, well not to mention that I have two monkeys oh sorry I mean two female dogs at home, you can tell that as if they have a bowwow- competition when ever those frenetic dogs show up, they bark and the others bark louder, ughhh...SHUT UP YOU BITCHES!!!!!

Every morning when I wake up I take a peek at the mirror, oh no I see those black circles surrounding my red bleared eyes…wish there were no mirrors at all. Let alone the dizziness that accompanied me for hours!! Huff! God, please have mercy…

The night before yesterday, I woke up for twice and felt so worn out the way I did not carry my bones to go the bathroom, I fell asleep until the early hours of the dawn I woke up on some one's roar through lousy speakers, to be honest I did not understand what was coming out of the speakers, all what I heard was a sputtering…

The first thing came to my mind is that sounds like we are going under inspection or there might be a bomb in the neighborhood and we are receiving such a message to open the windows, so I had to say good bye to the beauty sleep which I looked for the whole night and ran towards the window.

I withdrew the curtains and opened the window tried to listen carefully…after a while I heard the same voice: attention, who ever lives in this area, stay at home, do not go out, and do not drive your cars, you are under a normal inspection by the Iraqi Army...God Lord!!

I kept awake could not sleep, the sounds of choppers hovering around were way too annoying, my bed was much jumbled L…I sobbed within my self, indeed I am hungry to sleep.

Yesterday afternoon, as usual every time I finish my lunch I have to complete the whole meal with a dessert, there is nothing cuter than having my dessert while watching one of the Arabic movie channels, and here it goes a romantic movie! As the time goes and the movie events become more interesting, the more I chain – react with it until the power went off. Oh s***, why?

What do I do? The generator guy will not operate it until 5 pm, hmm I still have two more hours, Ok lemme try to go to bed and take a nap (which is impossible for such insomniac like me). Two hours passed and my eyes were wide opened, I challenged the time and kept my closed and didn't wake up until 7 pm, yayyy!! Two hours, I slept for two hours and compensated what I had missed at night.

I went down stairs, my dad said: oh wow!! Were you asleep after all?

I wish I never came to the TV room, bad news, so many killed people and couple of deadly explosions took place yesterday and the day before, the death scenario came back as if it was in a short coma preparing for a new thuggee technique! I guess that is why the reason I am suffering at night, there are many people need prayers, sleeping on the streets, no shelters, many kids don't know whether their parents will stay for another extra hours with them in this world or the rope of death will wrap them in a spit of a heart beat!!

I decided every time I wake up at night, I must say a prayer, I should ask for peace, peace and peace in the land which the "peacetime" term turned into a forgettable expression.