I tried to knock myself out with melatonin and ended up becoming a zombie.

Since I was in high school, I could barely sleep by myself without being cursed with nightmares,

waking up at least two to three times a night and being a light sleeper, especially if I'm hungry.

So naturally, I take melatonin gummies before bed to help me get to sleep.

Now, I'm in a college dorm where I have to share a bedroom with a roommate.

He's a great guy, super friendly, helpful, and funny during the day that is.

At night, he's the bane of my existence.

This is because there are some nights his snoring is so obnoxious,

I can only compare it by being within inches of a diesel generator.

Oh, and there's no possibility of waking him from that state.

Last night was the fourth night in a row where I hadn't gotten a quality night's sleep.

I had just gotten back to sleep.

For I think what was the second time, my memory isn't very clear at three in the morning after all.

When whatever power grid my roommate is plugged into,

needed a full load of power.

Not even my noise-cancelling earbuds could stop this one.

At this point, I've been tired for four days,

so I'm not thinking clearly.

Did I go get a snack to make sure I wasn't hungry and wait out the storm?

No, I'd already eaten dinner, and even though it was small,

I don't want to make myself fat over this.

Again, 3am logic is not my strong suit.

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