I should probably be going to bed and catching up on sleep right now, but I just wanted to write this quickly, so… yeah… sometimes I just randomly feel like writing, and I feel like if I don’t write it down as soon as possible, then the feeling will pass and I won’t be able to just write about it later.
Well, anyway, had a nice catch up dinner with a few friends last night – had some ramen, and then went to San Churro for some dessert. I got talked into having a coffee (because you get free/cheaper truffles or something if you buy two coffees). I’m pretty sure it was after 8pm (possibly after 8:30pm – I don’t tend to check the time much while I’m out, which probably at least partially explains why I’m not great at following through with promises of “having an early night”…)
I don’t drink coffee much usually, but I know from previous experience that if I have coffee too late in the afternoon, I’ll have trouble sleeping that night. And this crossed my mind last night, but I was intrigued by this Spanish latte with condensed milk, so I acquiesced and ordered that.
Firstly, I just want to say that I definitely do not regret it. And secondly, yes, I had a bit of trouble falling asleep. Since I got home closer to 11pm than 9 or 10pm, as originally intended, I already knew I would be sleeping later than I should. But, although I was moderately tired, when I did eventually go to bed and closed my eyes, the serenity only served to amplify my racing thoughts and the rush of sugar pumping through my blood (remember, there was dessert with the coffee).
You would think that that would have frustrated me to no end, but in hindsight I reckon I got a bit of a kick out of it, which only made it worse. Of course, I knew I had to get to sleep because I had work the next day, but I also knew that I’ve previously survived full days at work with sub-optimal rest. Nonetheless, I eventually managed to calm my mind enough to drift off to sleep.
I think I had some pretty crazy hallucination-like dreams last night, though. Can’t remember exactly what happened in the dreams, but I’m quite sure there were just too many colours everywhere and too much going on all at once.
And still, I regret nothing! If anything, I need to do this again some time. Maybe not on a night when I have work or some other important engagement the next morning…