Awake at four

Slept through. Whole night, no waking. It has been so long that I lay there in the morning trying to work out what was different.

Could not tell what was the medication and what was eleven years of nights.

Vivid dreams, every night, the sort you have to sit up and shake off. Two other people in circle have the same and none of us can find anything written about it.

The sleep has changed shape rather than improved. Different, not better, and I cannot yet tell whether I mind.

Off to bed. It is 9am.