I haven’t blogged in a minute, but I can assure you it’s not because I’m lazy. The real reason is that this is the BUSIEST time of year at my day job, PLUS a new season of ‘Voltron’ just came out, PLUS I just finished reading A Court of Wings and Ruin, PLUS I’m trying to promote Lucid Dreaming on my other platforms (aka Instagram, Twitter, etc.), PLUS I’m trying to write the damn sequel!

The fact of the matter is, there simply isn’t enough hours in the day to do everything I want to do, especially for someone like me who TREASURES sleep. Perhaps it’s a symptom of my depression. Perhaps it’s just that I truly love to sleep. Who knows? All I know is that when my bed calls me, I usually obey. I envy all those people who can function on four-hours of shuteye. What is this superpower you have and how do I get my hands on it?

I will be the first to admit that I probably sleep too much. This happens when you work from home and your main office is three hours behind on the west coast. A 10 AM start time and no commute? Hell no, I’m not getting out of bed early. But the thing is… I could.

I should.

If I got up at 8 AM think of all the extra Netflix binging/ book reading/ creative writing/ book marketing I could do! Buuuuut…. I’m simply NOT in the mood to do ANY of those things at 8 in g*d damn the morning! Would you be? The social media marketing is the most likely morning candidate, but I’m tempted to toy with it later in the day and would just end of doing double duty.

Ah, sleep. How you’ve perplexed me for so many years. Even as a kid I was the first one to suggest sleep at a slumber party. The time in my life where I stayed awake into the wee hours of the night lasted maybe… two years? Three? And only occasionally. And I probably slept until 11 AM.

So I ask you this, good people of the interwebs. Does anyone else suffer a toxic romance with sleep?