I Don't Sleep, I Just Look At My Eyelids

Sherlock is nine. It's hard for him to sleep. No, this is not a Holmes brothers snuggling fic. This is a small part of the (probable) struggles of Sherlock's childhood and trying to manage his brain and keep up with it. This is a majorly parent-sibling-child relationship fic and dealing/acceptance of things that cannot be remedied by synthetic alternatives or shortcuts. COMPLETE