If ever anyone catches this blog post, they might be wondering what the hell is going on with this person? Such wide arrange of topics ranging from the philosophical to the dramatic! God...what a wide range...
Well, it's 2:05 am, and I should be in bed. But I'm not. I'm sitting here, typing the blog, my eyes sort of heavy but not entirely.
It's funny at night how things are so peaceful and calm and tranquil, yet there is this huge sense of danger. As I look out my window, I see some urchins walling the street, but little fireflies of light illuminating the path along the sidewalk. Monstrous buildings tower above, whose height may not be big, but presence is especially strong.
But with this discovery of this new world, you loose something as well. Sleep is one of those things that is so precious, we really loose sight of its purpose when we start avoiding it. Sleep is the time to recharge, time to repair, and the time to wake up.
Yeah, I know wake up may not sound appropriate for this kind of topic, but think about. Through your slumber, you could wake up with a solution, an answer to a problem, a new look on life, or wake up a totally different person. It's happened before.
So why not now?
I think as I continue to progress in college, I realize that the night is my friend to an extent. One of my goals for this semester is to try and get to bed by 11pm at the latest, but sometimes life doesn't always allow us the luxury when accomplishing our goals.
I feel we are living in such precarious times that a luxury like sleep is so precious. So interesting. And so mysterious. I yearn for it but rarely do I try to grab it when it's in front of me.
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