Dirges for imaginary friends

I went to bed at 9:30 last night and for some strange reason, I’m now wide awake. The cause is well understood but completely devoid of reason. It’s the dreams. Good god the dreams. I abandoned the obvious solution to this pesky problem quite a while ago in the hopes that enough time had passed and that I’d once again be able to sleep in peace. In reality, an exhausting evening workout usually ensures 8-9 hours of solid sleep, but my body’s weary from this week’s workouts and I took the day off. So here I am, sitting awake at 3:10am, trying to reason through the inexplicable.