In a Nut Shell

I’ve made several allusions in past posts to not being able to sleep well (too tired now to hyperlink them here). It’s a usual occurrence for me, but especially bad the past month or so.

A few posts ago I also said something about not being a Hamlet, moping about and such. Hmm, I’m thinking of one particular line that is apt, however:

"O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams. "

Only it wasn’t the spectre of a dead father that haunted my dreams last night….

(Really, I'm much too dramatic! (Pun most certainly intended.))