Dreaming Less and Sleeping More
I actually plan on sleeping early tonight (woah Georgina, that’s a first). It’s 10:44pm as of starting this blog, and since I blogged early yesterday, I figured it’s time for a new one.
I opened DreamingLess.com with a snazzy new layout and more written pieces. The layout is a lot less dull and I’m pretty proud of the way it turned out.
I also added premade layouts to the site. They’re just based on the web material on my website. I am most proud of the navigation on the layouts because I think they’re quite unique. The colouring is a bit crazy, but if you’re going to use them you can edit, but credit! (Hey that rhymes… I’m so amused. Easily amused. ✌️ ) So please tell me what you think and let me know if you use one.
I wish people didn’t have to sleep. I could spend all the time in the world doing so many things I want to do. I was a bit tired before and I was planning to sleep but… as usual, the internet got the better of me. :O
I love the idea of catching up on sleep, but I also like the sense of feeling tired. Sometimes I don’t feel tired, even at one in the morning, so I don’t sleep.
I have gotten to points where I have been so tired that I have just fallen asleep.
The other day, it was 2am and I really wanted to sleep, but when I turned my laptop off, it wanted to update before it switched itself off. It was updating with a Service Pack (ugh). It said it would take an estimated hour. But being the idiot I was, I snobbishly thought, “My processor is fast! It can do it in minutes”.
How wrong I was.
I crawled into bed and sat – half lying down and half sitting up – with the laptop on my lap. I watched the damn thing update… ten percent. Asdfgh.
I didn’t realise that I had fallen asleep (who does?). I woke up an hour later and my laptop was asking me to sign in. Oh, smart. It had finished. I was surprised I didn’t drop my laptop on the floor or something.
When I was younger, my family and I visited friends a lot, especially when they had parties. I was only about ten, and we visited them often. I usually brought a book. As I mentioned in a previous post, hanging out with family friends can be boring. I bring a book, and sometimes homework, or a pen and a book, so I can scribble or write.
One time I was reading a book, and I got so tired, and my parents and brother were still wide awake having fun, that I just fell asleep. My brother usually played with the other children, who were around his age. It’s usually like that with any sort of party or gathering I go to. I’m the girl in the corner with the earphones and book.
Back in those days, we arrived home pretty late, and I somehow liked the atmosphere in the car, sitting, and falling asleep in mid-darkness.
I am not one who likes to sleep in the dark; it’s too scary. The lights and just the atmosphere of the car is relaxing to me. Late nights… it makes me want to go on a road trip or something.
Normally at home, I sleep with a nightlight. I just can’t do without one. In the dark, all I can see is my radio clock, and even then, sometimes it’s hidden by that heart-shaped photo frame of James and I.
For nearly my whole life I’ve slept with a nightlight. It used to be a cute bunny lampshade, and the base as well, but now it’s a plain black one.
I’m scared of the dark. That might explain it. I’m scared of being alone at night in the dark. Sure I have my cuddly dog (that James bought me /eee ) to hold on to, but after those freakish urban myths I remember from school camps as a little girl, I need my nightlight. /faw