Sleep Smarter Novels & Stories

he spoke as he sat beside me. "Does this works?" I questioned, as I looked at him. "People tend to lack sleep when they're stressed. Thinking of a beautiful memory will soothe your heart. It will calm you down and eventually, you will sleep," he answered. I nodded, and then, I looked towards the stars and smiled. "Why are you worried about my sleep or anything related to me?" I questioned. "I am thinking to avoid telling you the truth. Because if I do, I might sound creepy," he joked.

he said and somehow I could feel some sadness in his voice. I frowned. “But that’s…” Another huge yawn. “Not good.” Humans need sleep. How had he survived all this time on only a few hours a night? “We should fix that Chamomile tea. Meditation. Melatonin…” My voice drifted off, I was tired unlike him I neeeded my beauty sleep. If only my head didn’t feel so heavy and the bed weren’t so comfortable, I could make him tea or find a guided YouTube meditation or something.

Max was usually a pretty light sleeper. There were some nights that were worse than others where it seemed like every little sound would wake him up. However, the past few nights, he had managed to sleep better than he had in years. Probably an entire decade. So when a small noise wakes him up and he had to blink his eyes open and look around the room because it was a noise that he knew he had heard before, but in his sleep-deprived state, he was not exactly sure what it was. Then it completely dawned on him what had happened the night before. And he knew what the noise was. The noise was a small little boy who was sleeping in any portable crib next to his bedroom door.

Leila points out distractedly while thumbing through the magazine still on the bed. “Sexsomnia!” I sit upright remembering our conversation in Chicago a while ago. He initiates sex while sleeping if he’s overly stressed. “Yeah, get him stressed to the max then make the moves on him in the middle of the night and he’ll do the rest. If he does it once he’ll see, there’s no danger.” Leila laughs but I sigh and shake my head at her.

It was crazy at first, exposing that particular part of the human anatomy to some needle-wielding stranger but at last, peer pressure conquered it all. I groan when I feel a hand nudge my shoulders and cocoon the sheets closer to my body. It's a Saturday and I need my quality sleep, I haven't been getting those in the past couple of days. According to study, sleep helps your brain to forge new connections and helps memory retention plus without enough sleep, your brain and body systems won't function normally. No wonder my brain keeps telling me to do weird stuff these few days. "Wake up you lobster!" Comes a voice beside me before I feel something hit me hard across the face, jolting me out

GET OUT OF MY HEAD Once again, I turn over and pick up my cell phone to see the time 2:05 am, apparently, I won't be able to sleep. Maybe if I could relax I could sleep a few hours, I search in the app store for one of those famous relaxing apps, I d******d it quickly and put it to work, fluff the pillow and adjust the blanket. As the music plays, I make an effort to loosen my tense muscles, I try not to think about anything but instead let the soft melody take over my senses and lead me to a peaceful state of sleep.

I also thought about reaching out to old friends or acquaintances and reconnecting with them. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was willing to put in the effort to improve my social life. I didn't want to be alone and desperate for companionship anymore. I wanted to have a fulfilling life with a good group of friends. After spending some time thinking and reflecting, I finally decided to let the sleep take over. I knew that I couldn't change anything that happened today and that I needed rest to be able to approach the situation with a clear mind. I changed into my pajamas, crawled into bed and closed my eyes. I tried to clear my mind and relax, letting the rhythm of my breath guide me into

I already set in mind that he wouldn't do that to me anymore. And just as I expected, when Ezekiel arrived, he dove onto the floor and fell to his slumber right away. Since I didn't expect too much, I wasn't frustrated anymore just like before. I just heaved a sigh of relief before I lay comfortably and closed my eyes. Even when I heard him snore this time as well, I could now ignore the annoying sound by concentrating myself and blocking one of my senses, which is hearing. I could finally have a good night's sleep even when there was a disturbance.

"Sleep is the best medicine for you right now." I take another deep breath or two before I'm suddenly floating, floating, floating, and I drift back off into a sea of sleep.

Just remember to get plenty of sleep tonight. Zack reads Anna’s final email, a genuine smile spreading across his face. The simple instructions to get sleep feel so domesticated, so normal, yet it sends a warmth through his chest he has never experienced before. “Plenty of sleep,” he repeats softly to the empty room, setting his phone down on the nightstand. “Right, because we have a whole weekend planned and I need to be sharp for my history test.” He glances at the clock– it is already past nine. The idea of studying feels foreign when all he can think about is Anna snuggled in her bed just a few blocks away. For a moment, he considers driving over there, but common sense wins out. Instead