sleep is a very important part of my life. i like it, i think its precious and i enjoy it. its a time to rest, to recuperate, to simply leave the chaos and noise of the world and find some sort of short-lived but necessary peace within the self.

okay, so i do realise that this could sound really compromising and all but what i just want to put in words is the simple and innocent act of sleeping, resting, catching some zs, letting your brain rest and recuperate, you know that kind. heeh.

right, moving on. now, there are times in our lives where we will share these precious moments of sleep with someone else in the same bed. it could be your siblings as you were growing up, your parents and later on, with friends during sleepovers and camps. as you grow older, you might find yourself sharing that space with a guy and this guy, compared to everyone who have shared a bed with you is really pretty much a stranger. i mean, sure, maybe he's your boyfriend and you've known him for a while but still, a stranger in terms of bed mate.

letting someone into your heart is very different from letting someone into being in the same bed; different but still as intimate and important. being a psychology student and/or a magazine reader, i have read enough to know that sleep is so important that if someone were to disrupt that, it could lead to serious problems. people can get divorced because their partner has been snoring.

finding the perfect bed partner is important. and i guess, the whole point of this is that i think i've found a pretty good one. ^^

p.s. so random, i know but as always, just something that has been on my mind.