To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

Sleep is one-third of our lives: write a post about it. Do you love naps? Have trouble falling alseep? Wish you could remember your dreams? Remember something especially vivid? Snuggle under a blanket, or throw the windows wide open? Meditate on sleep.

Ah, sleep. Sleep that must do thing on a daily basis which if we do not take we will regret. Sometimes I think sleep is a necessary evil; if we didn’t need to sleep for 6-8 hours we could do so much other stuff during that time. And then some days I can’t wait till my head hits the pillow and I crawl between the sheets and drift off into la la land.

I love the days when I am so tired and can get into bed relatively quickly to that feeling. I hate sleeping in buses or trains and perhaps even in an airplane seat because they aren’t comfortable. Unless I can get into one of those really expensive planes which is beyond me right now. I need a proper bed and I need some privacy, seeing that I sleep in the nude (I can still sleep in an undershirt or even a t-shirt but it’s difficult to sleep while still wearing underwear because you gotta free the balls, you know) and I can’t really relax unless I do that.

I am fascinated with dreams, I tend to write down some really awesome or weird or strange ones. I wake up and knowing that I will forget in a few minutes or so, I switch on my pc and start blogging about it. I can remember some really old ones too, like back when I was 8 or 9 years old because I wrote it down in a diary and talked about it a lot. I usually close the windows at night, as I do not want insects or in one or cases baby bats to fly inside my room. In the afternoons I would love to take a nap in a heavy rainfall. That is usually an awesome experience.

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