One In The Morning

Sometimes I can't sleep. Before I would just watch TV or stare at the ceiling now I feel like I'm doing something productive. I'm typing and school's out for the summer. I'm getting ready to start college and I'm excited. That might be one of the reasons I can't sleep. I have so many thoughts racing through my head I don't know how to sort them all out. One night I even wrote a poem about the reason Why I'm Awake. I have that poem posted by the way. I have always been a night owl so to speak. I am one of those people who feels more awake at midnight then at noon. I don't know how I am going to cope with this when I'm older and have a job and obligations that have to be done in the daylight. The careers I want to pursue don't really have a third shift and if they did it would probably be the bottom of the barrel crap nobody wants to deal with. I guess I'm just going to have to get over this whole thing but it's easier said than done. If it were easy I would have done it by now obviously. But for now I'm just going stay the way I am it is summer after all and I am a teenager which means I'm supposed to sleep late. My father doesn't agree but he doesn't get home from work until 1 pm anyway. Eventually I'm going to get caught and he's going to do his whole, "You're going to sleep your life away!" speech followed by the famous, "You're going to wake up one day and be 35!" rant. Well at least I'll be well rested.