Goodnight, Sleep tight.

Sleeping patterns are strange things.
They change so quickly and are never what we want them to be.
When me and my brother were little we had a strange sleeping pattern. We used to want to get up so early. Like 8:30am early. We couldn’t wait to get out if bed. My brother still does that really. He always asks what time we should get up in the morning.
We’ve always had bed times too. I mean, come on, I’m 17 now and I still have a bed time, like, seriously?! It’s not even that late either, 10pm and I have to be in bed. Although, most nights I’m not in bed til 10:20/30. Such. A. Rebel.
I don’t think I’ve ever got into bed and gone to sleep. Like, ever. Even when I was little I would sneak a book into bed with me and sit with a torch.