It’s four in the morning right now and my bed has never seemed softer. But I cannot, and will not yield to one of the many delightful human weaknesses, also known as sleep. To be fair, I love to sleep and dream. It is actually one of the many things I look forward to at night. But then again, the reason we love it so much is because we need it. If our bodies never ever got tired and sleep was just something people did just for fun, i bet that we wouldn’t sleep half as much, or at all even. We would just come up with some other way to be able to dream without having to lay down for 8-10 hours.
I finished an exam and wanted to enter something I like to refer to ass “Coma-Mode”. Basically, you spend your entire week spending as much energy as your average rock, and the lord saw it, and said that it was good. My week is now almost up and I have to do things that require energy again but there is always other days suitable to enter a self-induced coma.
I’ll end this night with a quote from one of my dear friends. “Sleeping is believing.”