I’m rather jealous how quickly he falls asleep.
He’s lucky if his head hits the pillow before he’s snoring away.
I, on the other hand, often experience a play-by-play process of falling asleep. And to be quite honest with you, falling asleep is frightening to me. And if I’m aware of my falling asleep as it happens, I will innately fight it.
I thought writing about this topic this weekend. I’m still a little hesitant, yet…
In honor of discovering and understanding more about myself, I am going to digest a few things out loud. Or in writing. Because it’s my site, and I can, dammit.
About a decade ago, I met a girl named J. She was my younger brother’s girlfriend, was thirteen, and had been kicked out of her house. Because I had my own place, it was only fitting that my brother’s family would ask if she could stay with me. She was a very polite, beautiful, and sort of emo-style girl who was old beyond her age. She had dropped out of school, and was unemployed. I loved her immediately, as was my style, because I saw the potential within her; and true to my nature, I saw an opportunity for me to express my own desperate need to help. Knight in shining armor complex to the fullest of its definition.
