Sleep

Jun 16, 2004 17:40

As I'm sure you're aware, I already wrote an entry about naps. While today's topic may appear to be basically the same thing, I assure you, I am not recycling entries. This is not about naps--it is about sleep, and a confession I must make.

I am a sleep whore.

Yes, that's right, I prostitute myself to sweet sweet Zzzz's. Actually, I don't even sell my body to sleep, I just give it away for free. I guess that makes me a sleep slut. I think I like that better because it's an alliteration. Well, whatever the terminology may be, I am addicted to sleep. In fact, I haven't been up before noon in so long that I can't even remember. This summer has been full of daydreams, and not like "oh I'm awake and spacing out" kinds of day dreams. I mean like it is day and I am asleep and dreaming.

I think I need help.

I set my alarm for about 10 AM every day, hoping to at least wake up long enough to go on my trampoline and sleep. That way, I can at least get some sun. But no, I sleep through my alarm for hours at a time, and eventually just shut it off. I think I have a disease. It's not narcalepsy, because I don't randomly nod off. I think it's hybernation. I am hybernating for the summer.
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