tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713874046662234732.post5094148454424895689..comments2014-02-19T11:03:21.793-06:00Comments on When Did I Get Here?: When Did I Stop Sleeping?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17858506400597162742noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713874046662234732.post-155571557430323092013-02-24T20:15:49.199-06:002013-02-24T20:15:49.199-06:00Problem is, I like sleeping ALL day. So I have to ...Problem is, I like sleeping ALL day. So I have to pick which half of the day I wanna TRY to be awake for.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17858506400597162742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713874046662234732.post-59175025556679439082013-02-24T19:52:59.620-06:002013-02-24T19:52:59.620-06:00I used to be quite the night owl myself. I rarely ...I used to be quite the night owl myself. I rarely took early classes in college. I worked in bars and restaurants that closed at two AM. I was part of a spoken word group that hosted open mics, at night. I rarely, if ever, worked morning shifts, and then the earliest I would have to be at work was ten thirty AM. It was a painful transition when I planned on going to get my masters degree and then eventually transitioning into teaching full time. Painful. I had to basically brainwash myself to wake up. I set three alarms. I also could easily sleep through all three. No problemo. I write before I go to bed and I remind myself, in my writing, how terrible it would be if I overslept. <br /><br />I am also a fan of dreaming and understand how enticing that world can be. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03918689099024793277noreply@blogger.com