I'm never really ready for bed.
Unless I'm absolutely exhausted,
I don't actually want to sleep.
There are countless things I could be doing.
Such as blogging for one.
Or browsing the internet for countless hours.
Even if I spent the last several hours
bored out of my mind with little to do,
I can find just on more thing to keep me awake.
No matter how mundane it might be,
it is something to do none the less.
Don't get me wrong,
I love sleeping.
But before I end my night,
I get this sense I should being something more.
