Methinks it might be time for bed. I can’t even begin to tell you why i’m up this late, since i’m obviously not doing any work and i’ve gotten way past surfing to all of my favourite sites. Mostly it’s because i slept half the day today … nearly until 2pm. I’m usually not given to such slothfullness on weekdays if only because i can’t ever bring myself to go back to sleep after i’m wholly awake, but today i made an exception because i really didn’t want to be anywhere other than in bed. What’s funny is, as much as i was fulfilled by the sleep, now i seem to think that sleep is the last thing i need and i’d rather just stay awake. I know i liked sleeping, and that i’ll like sleeping, but despite that i’m sitting here wide awake and typing – which in the greater scheme of things means nothing.
So, yeah. I suppose what i have to decide between is the moment and my continued happiness. Right now i’m having a fine time, but i should probably be asleep. It’s better for me. But, if i sleep, i’ll miss out on doing things. Sure, some of them might be pretty stupid, but there’s a gem in there every so often. But, if i go to bed, it’s all just dreams, and nothing ever comes of them.
If anyone knows what i’m talking about, i’ll buy you a cookie. Really. Try me.