I'm kind of in love with a place called Utah State

What is Sleep?

I used to be a strong believer of this idea called “sleep”. But lately I have come to realize that there are always a million other things to be doing, other than getting rest. I mean, when there are random boys knocking on the door or your dorm at 1 am, who is gonna be awake to answer it? What is better than baking cookies and going on pinterest in these late hours?  Part of me does feel bad however, because I come in to bed around 3am every night. My sweet roommate is always patient with me and I have learned that I have a great talent of tiptoeing around, running into dark objects, and accenting the loudness of the squeaking door...who knew I had all these random talents?