Because sometimes Sleep sucks.

Usually I love to sleep. It's a wonderful feeling, snuggling into your bed at night in cozy pyjamas and your 'hugging pillow' as I call it, and then just laying there, thinking thinking thinking until suddenly your random thoughts turn into ridiculous dreams that you'll mostly forget by morning.

There are so many things about sleep that I appreciate. One of my favourite things is waking up in the middle of the night, feeling like you've been sleeping for hours, and feeling bummed out because you know when you look at the clock it'll say 6am, and the alarm will go off in an hour, and then, OH HAPPY DAY when you roll over and it's only 2, and you still have 5 WHOLE HOURS left.

OR there's waking up in the middle of the night to a thunderstorm, hearing the rain beating down, and just falling back asleep because you're safe and warm (well, I TRY to not fall back asleep - I'd rather appreciate the storm at that point, but then my friend Sleep takes me, and I don't object.)

Then the joy of sleeping in. Where do I even begin? Sure you've wasted part of the morning, but there is something so liberating in sleeping until your body says, "Out of bed, sleepy head!" rather than a blasted alarm starting your morning off with an ear-splitting, "WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH...." and so on until it forces you up and across the room.

But wait. This post is probably confusing you if you read the title at all. I mean, isn't this post supposed to be about how Sleep sucks? How dare I say something so unkind about Sleep as to say that it 'sucks'. And yet, my dear readers, sometimes it is only too true. Sleep knows it. Sometimes Sleep sucks on purpose, just to let you know that you're not the one in control (power-trippy, I know. It's the arrogant nature of that blissful state.)

You might ask, "When does Sleep suck?" and I will tell you. It sucks when you're tired at 9:30pm, so you decide to go to bed early, only for Sleep to tell you that your mind is racing TOO FAST for Sleep to make sense of your thoughts and turn them into even the most incomprehensible dreams.

It sucks when you're anxious about something the next day, and would really rather just sleep the time between today and tomorrow away but then Sleep decides that it's being mistreated and is going on strike just to punish you.

It sucks when your body wakes you up saying you need to go pee, and then when you try to fall back asleep after listening to your body, Sleep punishes you for paying more attention to the petty needs of a mere body than to Sleep itself (I know, this one makes Sleep out to be terribly jealous, and it IS. I've tried reasoning with Sleep before, saying, "Hey, Sleep, if I listened to you, I'd still have that bladder infection!" but that's when Sleep plugs its ears and starts singing out loud. Not a lullaby, but a rock song. GREAT.)

The funny thing is, it seems the best way to deal with Sleep and to punish it back is to stop caring about Sleep altogether. If you're busy appreciating Sleep, then it's going to assert its authority over you, but if you just stop caring, then Sleep is like, "Okay, okay. I admit, I'm not a real entity or being, but rather some state that stupid old Body puts a REAL human being into. I know I'm just a state of mind or being, but did you have to rub it in like that???" but you don't care because you're not listening. I don't think I'm capable at this point of thinking like that though. I feel SO GOOD when I'm actually sleeping, that I find it hard to imagine not needing sleep anymore. All I have to say is, being awake for eternity in the Celestial Kingdom better feel as great as falling asleep does, because I'll really miss that feeling otherwise.

I know, I know. I'm a slave to sleep, and it sucks, most particularly when you'd really like to pass time by sleeping so that the events of the next day come FASTER and instead they come as slow as slow can be. But until this 'mortal body puts on immortality' I think I will just continue to enjoy and appreciate sleeping, because I think it's far easier to like something than to dislike it, and ***MOST*** of the time, Sleep likes me back, so it's really not a bad set-up afterall.