While this will be my first time writing to this community, I've stopped by a few times to just read about some of the beauties and struggles of the night that I may have not experienced before. I'm not a night owl but some nights, I can't tell if I'm really not one. Nights are like days with each one coming differently when you least expected.
I had a great day yesterday, I mean helping mum eat the groundnuts she had just fried for storage is something great to recall. Starting and finishing a book yesterday is my best part actually but one side of my day didn't go too well and that's where I had to go home almost drenched in the rain because of a weird umbrella.
Why am I writing about yester DAY when I should be writing about my last Night? It's because I didn't expect what happened last night to have happened but it did and I'm here to tell the story. I can't believe it's actually become a story to tell when at 3-4am, all I really wanted was to just sleep and enjoy the warmth of clothes and socks.
So I had a kinda dream that my phone rang in it and I woke up to see my phone wasn't ringing but since it was a stretch away, I checked the time thinking maybe it's time to get up and ready for the day, it was 2am. I dropped the phone immediately to get to my sleep but as I lay down back, a thought keeps ringing inside me to getup.
My mind flashed back to when I asked God for something in a rush in my mind and waking up at that, when everywhere is very quiet and calm, was the answer I needed. I sat back up and did all my mind led me to do until it was past 3am, I laid down back. That was when the struggle began, I couldn't find sleep and it wasn't funny.
I literally layed down in every position possible, including the ones I invented myself that night, just so I could find sleep but nothing happened. Instead, my head was running thoughts, imaginations and plans to do with my life, my birthday coming next week, how to make more money and experiencing having new nice friends.
It was a long 2+ hours before the sleep overtook me and now, I'm up early again (an hour plus later) to get ready for my day's activity. Still I got my desired 7-8 hours sleep because I slept really early, like I knew what would happen. I'm not writing all these as a rant anyways, I'm actually grateful for that night's experience and for today.
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