|sleeping at night
||[Jul. 28th, 2007|06:04 am]
I know other people do it, easily, in fact, but I cannot seem to get the hang of sleeping at night. Night time seems to be so full of other things that need to be done--dishes to be washed, apartments to be cleaned, friends to be seen, work to be done. To sleep at night seems wasteful. Like I'm throwing away the best part of the day.
However, during the day, I am a narcoleptic. The sunlight makes my eyes so tired, and it's hot and I sweat and...daytime is no. Everyone else is awake during the day, so it's crowded and loud and busy. I am a hermit. I sit alone in my apartment and watch TV, not because there's something wrong with me, but because I like it. I like it when my apartment is quiet and I can watch whatever I want, naked, and no one says anything. When I do this during the day, people think that I'm odd. But at night, it's okay.
At night, I can feel normal.
Sometimes it's like living in a completely different world.
I kind of like it.
I was just going through a bunch of stuff online, trying to find something to read, and I realized that I haven't posted here in a long time. And, apparently I have had a livejournal since September of 2001, which is just trippy as fuck.
We were so young once.
Now I feel old, and tired, and cranky. I have to be at work at 4, I need to finish doing the dishes, I want to take a bath, but here comes the sun, and soon it will be too late to do anything but sleep. Sleep until it's time to work. I feel like I work to live and live to work.
Maybe I can squeeze in a bath after all. :P