Trying to sleep without my mobile!

Last night it finally happened!

My parents already were quite fed up with my sleep schedule, with me going to sleep at 5 am and waking up at 12 pm but who shall explain that this is the law of today's youth and 'Early to Bed and Early to Rise' isn't considered cool anymore. Now-a-days youngsters take pride in staying up all night and sleeping throughout the morning. The more Toxic your daily routine is, cooler you become.

My reasons for staying up till late were a bit different but still made me as much guilty of ruining my sleep cycle as those youngsters. Every time I tried to sleep early, I would give it my best shot by closing my eyes and try to fall asleep but after exhausting my concentration span of 2 whole seconds  my thoughts would wander around making me ride through series of different moods in succession such as, anxiety by reminding me of all the important tasks I still have on pending, regret by my past regrets and then anger, excitement, being ecstatic, all packed in one when imagining fictitious situations which might be too bizarre to even take place in my life.

In order to tackle this I end up choosing the easiest of option visible to me at that point of time, that is to pick up my mobile to binge a series, read up a book or manga, surf YouTube, explore Reddit and thus get my eyes and brain fatigued enough to allow me to glide into deep slumber as soon as I close my eyes.

My parents had already tried the carrot with me, by giving me a chance by asking me to sleep early to avoid the morning lecture they gift me every morning while i tuck my head in the pillow and shout at them in some alien language when the fan is turned off, now it was time for the stick. They took away my phone and warned me that since I am sleeping early, I am also expected to wake up at 7 in the morning! Honestly, I tried sleeping but I had messed with my body clock so bad that now it was body clock's turn to mess with me.

Rather than feeling sleepy I was actually feeling quite energetic. My thoughts were racing through dozens of experiences few real, many imaginary and some with a blend of both. I also ended up deciding up on few goals and to-dos for myself which I would immediately write on a random piece of paper I could find on my table.

Somehow, I ended up thinking about a recent coding problem that I had solved. Thinking of ways to optimize the solution even though I had submitted it and there was no changing it. Suddenly things started clicking together and I found a way to decrease the time complexity of that code by a pretty great margin. I was certainly not patient enough at that point to write such an exciting idea on a piece of paper and try out the next day. In a jiffy I reached for my laptop and fired it up (The thing with SSD users is that they just love watching their machines boot up as they get loaded in seconds).

I already had the whole Algorithm thought-out so it just took me minutes to type up and execute. IT WORKED! The problem which I had to rub my head against for 3 days straight was optimized by such lengths in just minutes and it still worked.

There I sat at 3 am in the night staring at the output on my laptop screen while grinning ear to ear. I suddenly heard some noise maybe mom was coming to check up on me. I closed my laptop and hid it under my blanket then went to the table and kept my specs there so that there would be no suspicion (but I was stupid for not keeping the laptop on the table as well).

I heard my door opening and sprang into a random sleeping position. Mom came in and asked me to cover myself up with the blanket so I don't get cold. I reverted by saying that the blanket was too warm for me. I don't know if it was sixth sense (parent's edition) or something else but mom suddenly grew suspicious and told me to at least get rid that lump of blanket near my head so that I could sleep comfortably. Before I could react in any way, she was already straightening it out and perceived that I was hiding something there. She flung the blanket to reveal my laptop which upon seeing threw her in a fit of anger.

So now after some angry and disappointed remarks even my laptop was taken away. I still had too much energy to just lie down and sleep so I started pacing in my room while pretending to lecture my friends on how I developed that algorithm. After a pacing worth 10 minutes of cardio, I bounced back on bed and resumed my weird line thoughts where I somehow started counting the days after April month and realized that this day was actually 39th day since April end.

Which means . . . . . . if you haven't guessed until now it was the 69th day if April continued and the date would be 69/4/20.