The art of sleeping

January 8, 2009

Sleeping is an art. It’s true. 

Well, at least falling asleep is an art. That my dear readers, is the truth. 

Here I am now, at 3.11 AM, sitting in my huge bed, with the laptop in my knee. For about an hour I have been lying here, with my eyes properly closed, just trying to lull myself to sleep. As you al have probably figured out by know, I have been unsuccessful. Very unsuccessful, I might say. 

I’ve never had a easy time falling asleep. No, quite the contrary actually. I don’t fall asleep quickly, that is just a fact in my life which I have dealt with since before I can remember. Of course my promises of going to bed earlier so I have time to count sheep, always seem to vanish when it’s time for bed. You might call that denial, or even tel me that I should stop lying to myself. 

I’d cal you an idiot and move on with my life. 

However, it must stop. 

Lucky for me, the worst evenings and nights have been during the winter break (we shall refrain from speaking if the election night, when I only slept fifteen minutes) so I have not missed anything important by sleeping. But school starts in four days. Only four days of free sleeping left. 

And when school does start, I have to sleep the obligatory eight hours to actually understand my teachers well enough. IB is not a program one can just fly through. It demands something of you, and one cannot ignore that by spending the nights on youtube, or Deviantart. 

I need to help myself. 

But a lot of people, like myself, take sleep for granted. We can just throw away precious hours at night by dreaming of disney romances, or winning the grand slam on the next lottery ticket. There a re plenty of people out there who cannot. They have to work late at night, only to rise before dawn to work again. 

I don’t think these people are appreciated or thanked enough. They do a lot for their families, and it proves that  there are still good people left in this world. 

But now I’m just rambling again, aren’t I? I seem to do that a lot when I get tired. 

Who am I kidding? I ramble all the time, even when I know I shouldn’t. 

I guess that is just what I do. Not a great attribute I suppose. Maybe that’s why I’m still single; No guy can get past y rambling. But then again, that might not be the reason at all ^^, 

Now I just managed to watch Shannon’s video, and I can feel my eye-lids dropping. Could this mea I’m falling asleep? 

TO BE CONTINUED

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