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Yesterday was my day to wake up at 6:30 in the morning and go to work, which if you know me well enough than you know it’s not my thing. Anyways, I did it with a happy heart or should I say a sleepy heart rather, because the night before I got home after 11pm from work. Needless to say, I made it there on time and was ready to work. I work in a garden center and I had a good day.
When I got home from work, I was a little tired as you may think, after all I did get home at 3pm. I managed to stay awake on about 6 hours of sleep (I usually get a good night’s rest ok!) until about 8pm. I was browsing (who says that anymore, browsing) the internet for a while and just decided to go to sleep after trying to fight off the inevitable. I slept until about 11:15pm (3 hours later) and then I was awake. Shoot. My night is shot. I got up and watched some tv and did some laundry and whatnot and went back to bed at about 1am.
If you are still reading this article on my sleep cycle, major props to you! But before I completely loose your focus, let me get to the point here.
It was 1 something a.m. and I was tired but I couldn’t sleep still. So naturally for me when this happens, I just start thinking about stuff, regardless if I want to or not. I thought about life and God and about anything that came to mind really. (On a side note I had terrific idea for a song and I thought I will just write it down in the morning. When I woke it was gone. Really?!?)
I went to my default and though about how I am getting closer to moving away from home. I don’t know if you can relate to me on this one but I feel CAGED in the town that I live in. I want to go out and explore the world, or at least know that Europe exists and that it’s not just something that everyone talks about if you know what I mean. I need to have my worldview shattered by the culture shock of another country. Dare I say it, but my heart is more involved in this issue than my mind is to some extent, or at least in my sleepiness it is. Really you don’t think straight when you’re half asleep. To make things more interesting, being half asleep doesn’t help when you have such grand ideas as mine. All of your ideas become lined with dreamy ecstasy which makes them more thought provoking, more interesting, and most importantly I guess more real. I was in Inception my own way.
I kind of make it sound like a bad thing that I couldn’t sleep. The truth is that it is just more motivation for to live out my “dreams”.
I told myself that I was going to get up and go for a bike ride at 2:30 a.m. if I couldn’t get to sleep. There is a spot in my town that is somewhat forgotten about that has some very cool scenery. The picture that I have for the caption of this article is unfortunately not it, but it is quite similar. At night the spot turns into pure peaceful bliss. It feels cool to to know that everything is coming and going through my town. It has the same excitement to me as an airport, only no air. I was going to go to my train spot if I couldn’t sleep and go through my thoughts and let my tireless brain rest for once. I fell asleep before 2:30.
I woke up the next day, feeling like Leonardo Dicaprio and started my day.
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