I'm having trouble sleeping. I hardly ever sleep through the night anymore because I'm always waking up with thoughts and inspirations that, apparently, can't wait til morning. Another problem is this everpresent feeling that I have something to do--and I do always have something to be working on--so I also have trouble allowing myself to sleep very deeply. And we all know what happens when I don't sleep very deeply...
That's right: a return of the sleep-texting and sleep-walking.
The other night I was sound asleep in my bed when suddenly I woke to find that I had walked across the living room with a determination to accomplish the extremely important task of adjusting the pillows on the couch to make them symmetrical. Uhhhh...? I'm not OCD, I promise.
Last Friday night I went to bed at 9:30pm because I've found that Friday nights are the only night of the week where I can catch up on my sleep--lame huh? I actually got some great sleep that night but the next morning I woke VERY surprised to find that I had responded to a text whilst in deep slumber. I have zero recollection of seeing/comprehending the text, let alone responding--coherently, I might add:
Kyle: You aren't by chance a really good singer are you?
Fully-asleep Me: Definitely not sadly.
I mean, I know I'm not a good singer, but I had no idea any part of my unconscious was actually sad about it. I also spelled "definitely" correctly, which is a tricky word to get right even when fully awake.
Oh and if you're wondering what that top picture is, that was the view from my bedroom window Sunday morning at 5:30am. I woke to lights and sirens as some guy--intoxicated, by the looks of it--fell over on his bike in the parking lot across the street from my apt. and required medical attention.
Gah I just want some good sleep!