11 March 2012

Sometimes at night when I lay in my bed I find it difficult to fall asleep. Counting sheep isn't always enough for me. I get bored after a while. Instead, my mind chooses to wander and stretch things far from reality. Not only can dreams be fabricated about the most strange things but shadows can be interpreted as so many interesting and scary things.
I really hope that I'm not the only one that hides completely under the covers, makes sure that no limb is hanging over the edge of the bed, and hops into bed from a few feet away just to make sure that there isn't anything under my bed. While I know that this is completely childish, I like to believe that there's no harm in just making sure. The dark shadows that span across the walls and floor of my room aren't exactly pleasant in my imagination either. The sheep in my mind start running for the hills. Then there's the dreams that start when my eyelids finally become heavy enough to fall...mostly pleasant and laughable, there are always bound to be a few questionable ones. I always wonder what they're really meant to mean. What's going on in my head?! I certainly have never thought up scenarios during the day that my imagination comes up with at night. Perhaps, we don't truly understand our deepest secrets, desires, or thoughts until the magic of sleep has to  coax it out of it's hiding places.