Ok. I have this. I know a lot of people go on Google and self diagnose themselves and are usually overreacting hypochondriacs. BUT… I. Have. This.
I recently had a discussion with my roommate about how I could possibly make my bed LESS comfortable so that I wouldn’t want to be in it all the time. I know that most people love naps.. if you don’t, you’re weird. Napping is awesome. Especially on rainy days. But, when I nap – I nap hard. I don’t just close my eyes for 20 minutes while chilling on the couch. I take off all my clothes, put on pajamas, get in my bed, and set an alarm for a time that I think it would be reasonable to wake up.. usually 3 or 4 hours later.
But, it’s been getting worse. Sometimes I’ll get home from work at 3 or 4 in the afternoon and sleep until 5:30 the next morning. People think it’s weird and ask, ‘who needs that much sleep?’.. I do! I don’t even have an excuse – my job is not overly exhausting, I am not growing anymore (hopefully), and I take my vitamins. I don’t even necessarily love sleep – I just love my bed and being in it. When I’m not in it, I think about being in it. I don’t see this as a problem because I feel like it’s a mutual relationship. I know that my bed misses me when life beckons me away from it. It’s not needy, it knows when I have other obligations and understands when I can’t be in it. We have the most healthy relationship I could ask for.
Dreaming of dreaming,