Monday, September 24, 2012

Insomnia

Oh the joys of not sleeping at night. I don't sleep well but usually I spend my nights being more productive then writing on here because there's nothing left to do. Usually when I can't sleep (basically every night) I embroider, draw, write, sing quietly as to not wake my family, watch TV or movies, walk around, make food that doesn't require loudness, read, create something, sow, and more. Tonight I want to watch Katy Perry the Movie. Mainly because I love Katy Perry, I haven't seen it yet, and earlier today I rented the movie but didn't watch it because I found out my favorite movie was on and I watched that instead (My favorite movie is: The Skeleton Key). Yes. Now  I'm writing here because I feel there's nothing left to do before I put the movie in.
You know, night is so very beautiful. It's peaceful. The quiet, the darkness, the color of the sky, the stars, the moon, the moon covered by night's black clouds. It's truly magnificent. I adore the night, more than the day at least. Unfortunately I need to be up during the day so as much as I love the night I also want sleep, but I rarely get it.
I get very sad at night, maybe because to pass time I think too much, or listen to sad music that makes my emotions all crazy depressed. I just get lonely is all. Everyone is asleep and I sit in my room wide awake with no one to talk to but myself or my stuffed animals. I have no one to call who will answer and stay up with me. Except Puppy, but I feel bad keeping him up. He's such a good friend and I don't want to mess with his sleep life just so I don't get lonely.
I don't know. I just want someone to spend my nights talking to. To talk to and to laugh with. Someone to hug and cuddle with. Someone who will make me feel like my loss of sleep isn't a waste of the precious seconds of my life. Someone to make smile and to have adventures with.
I'm what most people call a social-lite. I flock to people and generally people like me. I'm optimistic and happy, fun and spontaneous, a little crazy but mostly not in a creepy way. I'm friendly and accepting, I listen and talk to people. I'm party girl until it's time to be serious, then I can be serious. I care about other people. I love people. I love them so much so being alone actually physically hurts sometimes. I'm someone who needs people. I don't care about being friends with everyone or if everyone likes me. Who cares? I know people will not like me and I know I can't make everyone happy. I just need people.
My days are fantastic if I'm around one person I love or care about. That's why being alone kills me. I truly need people around me to feel safe or comforted or happy. I need others. Seeing people makes me happy. It really does.

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