Rainy Nights

  

At the time I write this, we have had a few rainy nights. Some had the whole works with thunder and lightning, some had a gentle, persistent rain. If you asked me which I like it would be the second.

Long ago, I promised LS2 that she could always huddle next to me if there was a thunder storm at night. She has held me to it. I get to feel like a sardine whenever things get active. Don't get me wrong, I have a healthy respect and fear of lightning. I used to live in Florida, the lightning capital of the World. I just don't jump a foot and a half each time I see a flash. She does and it is painful to watch.

I enjoy the sound of rainfall. It is my favorite asmr sound. Such a comforting sound when not accompanied with ground shaking thunder. The sound of thunder is also a sound I find soothing as long as it remains a distant sound.

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The green things around me

The plant world is slowly coming alive again. As much as their pollen aggravates my allergies, I enjoy seeing all the green pop back into existence. To me it feels like a refreshing reminder that time still flows as it should. 

Sometimes, when deep in winter, it feels like I am stuck in a endless loop of cold. Every day seems like it is a cold as the one before and the world seems to have frozen time-wise. Personally, I don't mind that as long as my body is warm. I rather enjoy winter. But there are some members of my family who can't wait for it to be over.

And now that it is over, I enjoy watching all the plants come alive around me. Each day I look forward to seeing what has changed outside. I excited to see my LB2's plants poke their heads out the ground. It's like seeing an old friend who has been absent for a while. 

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Sleep please!

 I have always been something of a night owl. My mom has told me tales of her seemingly endless rounds of solitaire she played when I was baby as she struggled to get me to sleep.

Even in grade school, I have no idea how many sheep and bottles of pop I've counted while trying to make myself tired. In middle school, I discovered that listening to music can occasionally help. (Just don't try whisper singing as people will think you are crying. That was an awkward moment.) In high school, I found drawing can sometimes make me drowsy. And as an adult, I found that reading late at night is a two edged sword. I get tired but I need to know what happens in the next chapter otherwise I am going to dream about the book.

Sometimes, I just crash out in my bed. No need to make me tired. Most of the time, though, I struggle to sleep at a decent hour. 2 to 3 am is normal for me to still be wired. 

Being the only one awake isn't as scary as it used to be when I was younger. It is the quietest time in our home. Sometimes I just savor the quiet. After all, it is rare. 

All that said, I still dislike things that keep me from my bed. Like tornado sirens. Yes, It is 2 in the morning. Yes, I was already awake. But I want to lay in my warm bed. Not shelter in my damp, chilly basement. It's almost as upsetting as those rare moments of true insomnia that I get. The kind where you get to see the sun rise (such a lovely thing, really) and hear all your neighbors start their day  (I want mine to end already). The cranky bitterness of a lost night of sleep is mildly depressing so I won't dwell on it. 

Long story short, I do like sleep. I just struggle to get mine at a decent time and deal with obstacles like weather related events and rare bouts of insomnia. As always, feel free to leave me a message below.