What is it that makes me not wanna sleep?
I need sleep. It's the healthy choice.
Sometimes I can't sleep. Everyone has those nights. Sometimes I don't want to sleep. Is that normal?
It's not like I have any reason not to sleep. I have no fear of the day ahead of me. Rarely is there something keeping me awake, ideas racing through my mind and whatnot. I have no annoying life drama, no relationships in turmoil, no enemies forcing me to keep aware at all hours of the day. On the other hand, maybe that's the problem.
I enjoy sleep, usually. Rest from a long day on my feet, dealing with ignorant people and lazy coworkers. Plus there's always dreamland to look forward to. Ah, the crazy adventures your subconscience plays with you. Though I've yet to have that zombie holocaust fight-for-your-life-or-join-'em event. One day. One day...
Anyway. Is there something keeping me from wanting to sleep? I'm sure there is, but I can't figure out what that might be. Right now as I write this I've forgone sleep for tonight. I know it'll be a struggle to keep myself awake for parts of the day, but I almost look forward to it.
Maybe it is the dreams I'm afraid of. Because that's just what they are. Dreams. Your secret (or not so secret) wishes, fears, whatever, given life in your mind. Sometimes they can show you the vision of you darkest thoughts made real. Sometimes you can live your own past life, whether you're fond or afraid of it. At best, you experience exactly what you want in life. At least until you wake up, and you return to the real world. So unfortunate.
I'm sure, in some way, this has something to do with my occasional bouts of insomnia. But what to do, what to do...
I could sleep. Right now. The only thing stopping me is, well, me.
No. No sleep for me tonight. I've made my decision.
I think I'll try to live a dream or two. I just hope they're the good ones.
