The hostel is full. In fact, all hostels in all of Sofia are full. Which means, of course, that I have been sleeping all over Sofia in a wide variety of people's home's. Last night I slept in a twin sized bed at Ana's house that I shared with Katerina. However, due to the fact that I was at the liberty of their time schedule, i went to sleep at 4:30 and woke up at 9... Two months of sleep deprivation is starting to grate on me. I have fantasies of sleeping on clouds and hard wood floors and anywhere that is big enough to curl up in fetal position and catch some sleep. I have slept at Reiny's place, Boby's place, Ana's, two different people named Peter's, Stefan's... I have slept across three chairs, I have slept in a mildewy basement and woken up with a sore throat the next morning. I have even slept in one arm chair, curled up in fetal position. But tonight I have a bed. In my own room. With no one else snoring or waking me up too early. I can sleep any time of the day behind a locked door. Peter is on vacation in Varna and I have the key to his room. I will sleep like a baby, only without the crying and waking up in the middle of the night... I will sleep like a sleep deprived homeless young adult who, for the first time in two months, has her own room... I can't wait.
Life is good. I am exhausted.
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