Sleep.

I used to sleep fine. And then I didn't. And now I do. But I think I might not be again.

I had a dream last night. When I woke up I didn't feel good. I didn't want to go back to sleep. It was dark and I was standing in the sea with people I know. There was something swimming around. It kept biting us. I kept standing on things that I couldn't see. When I tried to see what it was, I couldn't. Then I could. We were standing on dead people.

When I woke up I wanted to be sick. But I couldn't.