Pillow Talk-Press pause

Sometimes I feel like sleep is the best way to deal with problems. It's like taking a small pause from life. Like all your issues and things on your mind can just take a break, and honestly, that's really comforting. But sometimes, my little pause button laughs in my face and even though I lay there for hours on end, some nights all I can do is toss and turn. When I was little and I couldn't sleep or I would have a bad dream, my grandma would come in and just make me think about happy things. She told me that sleeping was really easy, and that you just need to force your mind to stop for a while. And now that I've grown up a little, i still find that really hard and nearly impossible. Even though she seemed to make it seem really easy. She used to lie there in the dark with me, on my queen sized bed, she'd list off every cliche happy thing until i was tired enough to press pause all on my own. Talking about things like Christmas gifts, and a jolly Santa Claus, or leperchauns, and pots of gold, or candy on Easter. I find it ironic nowadays because it seems like her little trick has worn out a little. When I get home (sometimes too late) she will be up at the dining room table just doing a crossword puzzle telling me about how she can't sleep. I like to think that i can help her like how she used to help me. We will sit up late at night just talking in the living room surrounded by sounds of the neighboring highway. She's getting old now though, and will tell the same story 2 or 3 times, wether she realizes it or not, I give her the same reaction, a happy one, or suprised one, or shocked, and she enjoys it. She always says, "Its awful to get old, don't ever do it." She will eventually go to sleep, and turn out all the lights and put her book of crossword puzzles up, Thats how i know its time for bed personally. I'll pass out on my own time, probably a little too late, especially on school nights, but then i can finally press pause. Not to dream about anything, or think, or worry about real world things, but just to fall into that darkness and warmth of cuddling a teddy bear, until I'm forced to press play agin 6 hours later and woken up by the shining of my bedroom light.