Youth Wasted on the Young - No More

In the past 9 days, I doubt I went to bed any earlier than 1:30-2am. Many times, especially the weekends, I found myself hitting the hay closer to 3am. I can say that a combination of house sitting and hanging out with the new lady had a big role in that.

Am I complaining? Not in the slightest. In fact, I'm embracing it. No one should embrace a lack of sleep, you say.

But it doesn't affect my work, doesn't affect my relationships with others and I usually end up making up the sleep on the weekends. Today (well, Sunday) is the perfect example of that - I was in bed until 12:30pm, which I haven't done in years. I was surprised my dad/mom let me sleep that late. Maybe they figured I could use the beauty sleep.

(I know others - and rightly so - would say that you can't really make up sleep that you've lost. But I've always been one who functions well on about 6 hours of sleep).

If staying awake being entertained by friends and enjoying the company of others is a crime, I'm guilty as charged.

This past month, I have found myself hanging out with people several years younger than me. It reminds me of the energy I used to have and the energy I can still have. Granted, this will require me to get into better shape to feed off of this fountain of youth.

However, with the future I see ahead of me, I feel that it will be worth it. I will make sure that youth is no longer wasted on the young.

(I know I'm not old, but go with it, people!)

Grateful Bed

I had an amazing dream about a girl who I've never met- I believe she said she was from northwest Indiana in the dream. When you're dreaming, sometimes you don't realize you're dreaming...or maybe you never really do until you wake up- I don't know. Either way, it was one of the better dreams I've had in a long while. It was a dream I didn't want to escape.

Of course, I had to wake up from it around 8am. I'm not sure if any of you have ever tried going back to sleep and recreate a dream you just had, but it never goes to plan. I laid in bed and fell back asleep, but was unsuccessful in dreaming about this mystery girl again.

Maybe it's a sign of something to come. I suppose it's better than dreaming about something gruesome.

Just gotta keep my eyes open and be at the right place at the right time. Maybe this will turn into a case of deja vu, like I've had happen before with previous dreams of mine.

Just gotta go out there and re-create it in reality.