Apr 24, 2009 23:56
In the middle of my WA road trip, when I was living in the forest with Maggie and Dennis and grape picking for food money, we did a lot of sleeping on the ground.
Correction: every sleeping we did on the road trip was on the ground.
When we headed off, each of us owned a sleeping bag, and Maggie and Dennis each had tents. Maggie and I each liberated a pillow from the hostel, and we started sleeping on the ground. In true backpacker fashion, we then never had enough money or motivation to find mattresses.
Where am I going with this?
I was trying to figure out why I've been having trouble sleeping.
This is as far as I've gotten:
1. Every time I wake up in the morning, I feel so incredibly lucky to be as comfortable as I am for a second until I realize I'm on a mattress, and that's why I'm so comfortable. I toss and turn on it because I'm not used to be on something that soft.
2. I'd been sleeping beside one person fairly consistently for two months before I left Aus. The absence makes me feel funny.
3. I haven't actually had a room to myself for more than a night in a year and four months. I don't know what it is to have my own room any more, or to have it be this quiet and still.