Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Thoughts on Not Thinking

I have discovered that I love sleep.

Okay, I kind of knew that. I mean, I sleep all the time. But today, I really slept all day. I went to bed at eleven last night and didn't get up until one o clock. And then I slept from three-thirty until five thirty. Some people may call this an unhealthy obsession. I would have to agree with them.

I think I may have figured out why. It may be because, while I'm sleeping, I don't have to worry about anything. Not college, not the future, not what I'm going to do for the rest of the day. I'm just blissfully unaware. Add to that the fact that I have very vivid dreams (often featuring my current celebrity crush in my favorite role) and its no wonder I never want to get up. I'm living great. But, see, there lies the problem.

I'm not living. I'm existing in a half-state between the reality I want and the reality I need to be making. So starting now, I will sleep less. I will exist. I will do more than exist, I will live.

Even if it means less time with Johnathon Schaech.