Midnight Munchies

It's nearing 1AM and I'm not tired yet. In fact, I'm starving!! Maybe not malnourished-die-of-starvation-hungry, but I could eat.

I'm a chronic snacker. My grandma calls me a grazer; this reminds be of a cow, but I suppose it's better than being a pig!

Whenever it's nearing what normal people consider "bed time," I always get hungry. I'm not sure if it's my body procrastinating getting in to bed and attempting for hours to fall asleep, or if my metabolism is speeding up, or what. But it makes me crazy!

When I snack before I bed I tend to munch on more than I should/need. But if I don't eat, that's all I'll think about while I try to sleep. I suppose, in a twisted sort of way, it's a good thing. Concentrating on my stomach takes my mind off of bigger problems.

However, I think tonight is one of those nights that calls for some blueberries and a sleeping pill. I need to be ready to face a looooong day of studying and writing tomorrow!