i’m pondering an addiction i discovered. well, just think of it as my “security blanket”. the beginnings to my addiction started about may 2007. after being thrust into an amazing living situation (600 sq. feet, one bedroom and two others girls), i discovered the joys of wearing an eye mask. i want to make this clear, i loved every minute of that living situation. anyways, our bedtime schedules were not always the same, so i grew accustomed to the beautiful freedom of “lights out” any time i wanted with my super comfortable mask.
fast forward to today. i have my own room, and yet i continue to wear the mask. actually, it’s a different one than the original…the old one is lost somewhere in the paris airport. :o) i didn’t realize how attached to the stupid thing was until the other night. sometime during my sleep, the mask came off and fell off of my loft bed. i awoke numerous times in the night and each time searched briefly for it.
security, comfort, blocking the light, or whatever i lost sleep over has got me thinking. is this a bad habit that i should try to stop? or can i embrace the silly thing and sleep guilt free? hmmm… any opinions to my silly conundrum?