Sleep

It's good to be home. My bedroom is so pretty and my bed so comfortable. I love how in my apartment, each of our bedrooms is so different and fits our personality. My room is romantic and a little whimsical, Sea is simple and elegant, Ryan is all music with shelves of vinyls and desks full of sound equipment- reminds me of my grandfather.

I slept for ten hours last night and still feel so tired. I think I've been wound tight lately. So stressed, so worried, my body is saying "ok, you're done, you need to shut down for a little while." I always resist sleep though. If it were up to me, I'd be awake forever, I never want to miss a moment.