Sleep.

Something very sad. For the past couple of weeks I don't think I've been able to sleep all the way through the night. I have been sabotaged by countless things. Dreams of tarantula's about to crawl under my covers with me. My grandmas inability to turn her air conditioning on. Uncomfortably having all my covers scrunched onto my torso, so that my feet are covered. Going to bed wanting to quote Atlantis to my sister, so when she finally gets home my brain wakes me up to do it.

Just a few of the reasons.

I'm very frustrated with myself. I'm generally a fantastic sleeper. I sleep long and deep. I sleep through wailing babies crying. I don't know what is wrong with me.

Maybe if I start going to bed sooner it might help.

GOAL: I'm going to be in bed by 10:00 p.m. from now on.

Kinda backwards that I'm setting this goal when it's like 1:40 in the morning. It doesn't count for tonight because it's Friday so this is me soaking up the fact that it is a weekend.

Sweet dreams. I hope they are better than mine;)