I may be addicted to reading, but it’s never so evident as before I go to sleep. Now that Kindles have convenient and dimmable front lighting, I can read for hours without disturbing anyone else.
Problem is, I just keep reading. Many of you might share this same problem… get lost in a good story, and next thing ya know it’s 1am. If you’re me, you see that 1am and raise it an hour or two, very well knowing that the morning won’t be pretty – but hey it’s nothing you haven’t done before. š
So if anyone wonders why I reply to an email at 2am, or check GoodReads in the wee hours, that’d be because I Just. Can’t. Stop. Reading. Not for a good night’s sleep, not for reduced under eye circles, not for bright eyes and a bushy tail at 0600hrs. That’s what coffee is for. āš¼ļø
-calliope
Random Book Muses 
I can relate – especially when you add trying to sleep alongside an epic snorer in the mix…
I came here following Sarah Higbee’s post: the title made me sure I really want to read it ;).
I don’t read in bed anymore, mostly because I’d consider “realizing it’s 1am” quite a lucky thing. Usually I realize it’s 3 or 4am…
And isn’t it a good thing our vice is reading?!
It is… But then, eating chocolate or drinking seems to affect life less š