Can't sleep. [journal]

[kyrasantae]

3:15am - Writing by streetlight. Didn't bring any CDs of soft slow music so I'll have to switch often. No one but me awake. I'm sitting at a table in what is basically the rec room downstairs (where the couch is). Had to open some of the blinds to get just barely enough light to see my page. I know this is really bad for my eyes but at least my writing is a lot neater because of the darkness. Anyway, I bet you're wondering about why I'm here, and I should write that quickly before I fall asleep in my chair. My sister is a very quiet sleeper, but my parents have a way of coordinating when one starts whistling from breathing and the other snoring so that they alternate -- whistle, snore, whistle, snore -- in perfect rhythm. Whenever this happens when I'm on the lighter part of my sleep cycle, it's enough to make me wake up. So I'm migrating to the couch. I would somehow take advantage of this aloneness if I could do something with it, but I'm very sleepy and my eyes hurt from squinting to see my writing.