These are a few of the words I use to describe myself and my ways. Often, I need time alone to think. To let the weighty thoughts roll around in my mind. To let them settle in for the night before I attempt to grasp for sleep through the night.
No. There's nothing wrong. Nothing particularly bothers me when this need for time to think strikes. There's a craving for the silence and stillness of the night, for time alone to let the day and the week settle, for a readiness to come to call it a day.
Though I'm not explaining it well, there have been many, many nights in the past that I've stayed up all hours into the night. I don't suffer from insomnia; I'm not having a bad day or even working through problems or issues or reviewing experiences from the day.
Maybe saying there's a need for time to think isn't exactly accurate. There's not a lot in the way of conscious thought going on during these times. It's more of a response to a weightiness that leads me to engage in mindless activities for a while longer. Time to wind down from the fullness of the day.
I'm not sure anyone can relate. Most people I know crave their sleep. Once I settle in for the night, sleep is something I enjoy immensely as well. :) Some nights, I simply need time to think.
Reposted pic from an earlier entry -- thinking of you, Trina, as I put this back up :)
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