I may have mentioned this before, but I am perfectly capable of sleeping for long, long periods of time. I know there are some of you who are cursed (blessed?) by only being able to sleep for seven or eight hours max, or wake up like clockwork at 9am no matter what, even on weekends, but not me.
Once, I slept for nearly 36 hours. Friday night to Sunday evening. It was glorious.
I tend to sleep more when I am sick, or coming down with something, or when I'm feeling down. In terms of the latter, I think it helps me sort things out, and gives me an escape. What better place to escape to than a dreamworld where things are usually warm, quiet, and safe?
Being asleep is truly the safest place I can think of to be at this point in my life. No worries, no cares, no dangers (except maybe CO poisoning).
Sunday, November 07, 2004
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