Fighting Sleep

Sleep is such a necessary part of life. We need it to recharge our batteries. Why do we fight it? Better question, why do I fight it. Here I am laying comfy cozy in my bed running my fingers through my hair thinking, "I really need to sleep". So what do I do? Do I turn off the light, roll over on my belly, skooch down so my feet hang off the bottom of the bed, snuggle my pillow and slip peacefully away to dream land? No way, I kick off my sleeping socks, put my hair up in a messy half done ponytail, flip open the laptop and write. This has become an all too frequent habit. It could only get worse if I go for the Oreo's that are calling my name from the kitchen...must resist the temptation. (munch munch)

Let's ponder, shall we, what is running through my mind. Let's pull apart why at 11:30 pm, while I'm fighting a cold, knowing that I should be in a Nyquil stupor I am here writing about fighting sleep. Exhibit A: Lack of energy expenditure. Likely possibility. Exhibit B: Geology; seismic activity, tsunamis, distractions at the table and I don't mean the cookies. Exhibit C: Gas. ( I must be getting tired because that's funny...let me say it again Gas hahaha) Exhibit D: Loneliness. What I wouldn't give for some strong arms to pull me close, give me a good night kiss, roll over to his side, and sleep with his foot touching mine. Doesn't that sound nice. Exhibit E: Clutter. My room is cluttered. Too much stuff and not enough space. Why do I need all this? Exhibit F: Body temperature; I'm too hot, I'm too cold, I'm too young for menopause. I'm a caregiver I can't sleep as scantily clad like I'd prefer so pink Pj bottoms and a wife beater will have to do. Exhibit G: refer to Exhibits D and A!

Now that we dove into my sleeplessness maybe I should.. give in to the yearning of my eyeballs and let them get some rest. What am I going to miss..by falling fast asleep. Is it what am I going to miss, or that I don't want another day to come and go so quickly? I can't fight how quickly time is passing. In fact...I kinda like it, but consider how precious time is and am sad that it's flying. This can't be what's bothering me. Give me a break, it sounds so Tony Granata like... So why am I fighting sleep? Why don't I just give in to something that I enjoy so very much? Why indeed. I don't think I'll know and really do I care? I need to out smart my brain and retrain it to shut down after a certain time. Plus.....now I'm losing steam. I'm not clever..witty....or .....whatever. I'm winding down...fading....fadnig...fadddng.......NOPE....wait....nope......finaallyy..pea.c.e