I've struggled with insomnia for as long as I can remember. I have strong memories of being awake for long periods of time as a child. My parents, who weren't exactly narcoleptic, went to sleep before 9:00 and did not understand why, at ten years old, I'd get up at around 11:00 p.m. to read, walk around the kitchen, or shower.
Reason: because I was weird.
Well, not really. I know insomnia is common. Unfortunately, as an adult, I have worse bouts with the affliction because I wake up too early or in the middle of the night. Today, for example, I can sleep in. I LOVE SLEEPING IN! But here I am typing this, and it's only 7:00 in the a.m.
Damn you, sheep!
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Our parents are insomniacs...as well as stoners, so they cancel each other out.
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