Friday, August 31, 2012

The In Between Place

I get the question a lot of, "What's your favorite time of day?" And it's sort of a really complicated question. So, I tend to answer, "Nighttime." Because it satisfies people, and I don't have to spend thirty minutes attempting to explain my favorite time of day.
I used to be a morning person. Like, get up at 7 morning person. Because I used to have anxiety problems, and it made going to bed easier at night. Because as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.
I used to hate nighttime. The noises, the dark, it all just creeped me out.
Now it's my favorite time of day. See, I'm a huge night owl now. I go to bed somewhere between midnight and three normally. And then pull myself out of bed between 9 and 11 the next morning. Or earlier, depending on the day.
Okay, now's where things get complicated.
I tend to sit in my living room, or in my bed working on school or writing until late. And it's practically impossible to fall asleep while doing so. See, under normal circumstances, I would probably fall asleep every night in the middle of biology. I can fall asleep anywhere.
And then came the interrogation light. This is what my mom fondly refers to it as. And I literally cannot fall asleep while it's on. Don't believe me?
It's like looking into the sun. You try falling asleep with that on.
So, back to what I was saying before. My favorite time of day, is the point where I flick off my lamp. Because then the darkness envelops me, and then I lay there and make up a movie in my head for an hour.
You know, that point where you're making up a story in your brain, and then all of a sudden a penguin shows up and you know you're about to fall asleep?
That's when I flick on my lamp and pinch myself. Because I don't like sleep. Partly because I despise all dreams, and partly because it comes normally right in the middle of a great story in my head.
My favorite time of day, is that in between place. In between waking a sleeping, between dreaming and thinking, between staying and leaving.
That's my favorite.

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