Couldn’t fall asleep last night.
Expected it to happen that way. Stayed up until two- thirty dreading sleep, and finally got into bed exhausted, and couldn’t sleep. Would be hovering on the point of sleep and would reach out and catch myself and make myself sit up and smoke another cigarette.
Dreading the dream.
Dreading death.
Finally fell asleep a couple of hours before the alarm rang. If I dreamed at all, I don’t remember it.