Lullaby

Perhaps the epitome of balance in personification is sleep. Teetering on the edge of consciousness, one can’t help but feel the euphoria of perfect alignment spread over every cell of the body. The pulsing ebb and flow of dreaming scenes washes away the wear and tear of everyday life. Seductively addictive and yet poisonous in excess, sleep threatens to lure me away from life on an ever-increasing basis. Today I succumbed to the succubus and slept through two of my classes in the Student Union and as if that hadn’t satisfied my yearning, I again fell under the sway of slumber when I got home and lost another 5 hours of my life. It is a constant give and take for me, should I lose myself in the delight that is rest or should I live the passion of life? Again balance is the answer.

And to my credit, the reason I was so exhausted this day was due to my decision to forgo sleep for life last night. Nathan did not leave until around 2:30 which left a scarce 3 hours for dreaming before I had to be up for school. And yes, it was worth it.