My Sleeping Patterns

Day 2. Just managing to squeeze this entry in before Day 3. Not alot to report on the day's events. I woke up and as per usual I was in my own bed which means famiarity and comfort for me and boredom and tedium for my readers (assuming I have any). I realise of course that some bloggers can get away with minimalist posts but I probably can't and so under the circumstances I am forced to get a little bit creative. So on the topic of my bed I thought I'd share with you a little quirk I have whilst I'm trying to sleep in it (settle down folks, it's not THAT exciting). You see the thing is I absolutely MUST face the door of my bedroom whilst sleeping. The reason? Part paranoia and part funiture arrangement. You see my bed is against the wall opposite the door. Meaning that if I roll over and face the other way whilst sleeping my back is exposed to virtually all of the rest of the room; thus leaving me completely vulnerable to surprise attacks during the night. I realise it's pretty irrational but whenever I face the wall I feel susceptable to sneaky stabbings. If I hear a noise or sense anything that would alert me to the presence of an unwanted intruder I would lose critical response seconds (not to mention the old "pretend to be asleep then bludgeon them with the bedside lamp" trick) because I would have to roll over. You could argue of course that I'm nothing more than a paranoid scaredy-cat but one simple fact still remains. I never face the wall and I never get stabbed in my sleep. I'll leave it for the people to decide.