What an amazing thing.
I always thought that sleep is one of the greatest creations in this world.
I remember when I was in college and my sorority sisters and I were discussing actually how much time we study, party and how much sleep we get. I remember listening to them all talk about how they only received 3 maybe 4 hours of sleep and I kept quiet because I was looking at my paper and had written down 12 hours.
12 hours of sleep.
When I revealed this to them they were all wondering how I got so much sleep in college no less.
I confessed I only partied on weekends and during the week. I was up at 11 AM in bed by 11 PM.
Going back a little bit before college there was a summer in high school where I slept the entire summer. My dad used to sneak into my room to make sure I was still breathing.
Ah yes, sleep.
Sleep and I were the best of friends. What a beautiful glorious friendship we had.
But that was all gone once I had kids. Then there was almost no sleep. I became a zombie taking care of kids all day and writing all night. My body was so thrown off I had to resort to sleeping pills on occasion just to get by.
But then the sleep would go by so fast I wouldn’t get a chance to enjoy it.
During the day I always missed my bed, my pillows and my covers. I missed my former first love.
In my obsession for sleep, in my madness, I would stay up all night writing short stories about other people, about characters not been able to sleep and would happen when they couldn’t.
My best friend and my husband reminded me that all those hours I spent sleeping I was missing out on the world. The more I wasted away in bed the more of my life I was missing. It was a good thing that I didn’t spend so much time sleeping anymore. Maybe I could have more fun in college if I slept less.
So I relented tried to sleep normal hours and not be a night owl. l can make sure that I get enough sleep at night so that I can spend “quality time” not “zombie time” with my kids in the daytime. It’s not that bad.
6 hours of sleep last night.
6 hours sleep.
It’s not that bad.
Is it bad that all this talk about sleep is making me so sleepy?