Sleepless Nights

WHEN I was new in AA, I went through a period of sleeplessness. This was perfectly natural. For years I had passed out, and this at some early hour of the morning when I staggered home from a gin mill. I saw neither the stars nor the morning sun. I was living in the terrible inner world of sick, drunken self-preoccupation. I did not know the time of day, the seasons, the calendar. Time and space, waking and sleeping, eating and working, all were fragmented, distorted and unreal. I had no awareness of other people or what was going on in the world.