If insomnia could kill, I'd be long gone

I'm lucky if I get 5 hours of sleep anymore. Ever since Steve's car was stolen, I don't sleep anymore. At first, it was the fear of someone breaking in, that doesn't scare me anymore, but still no sleep. I used to be one of those people who hit the pillow and was out. Now, if I do fall asleep, I wake from nightmares and then lay in bed listening to all the noises this ancient apartment makes. It doesn't help that I have this computer to keep me awake, but I guess it's better then just laying there.