i realised that i have a love hate relationship with sleep.

I love sleeping when i am very much in love. I love to fall asleep feeling like the happiest girl in the world and wake up thinking of him, feeling like the most fortunate girl in the world..because someone make me so.

Yet on other hand, i fear sleep when i am troubled or on the verge of breaking up. I hate it when i feel so horrible that i cry myself to sleep. And it didnt end when i fall asleep. It continues into a nightmare with more exaggerated details.. It's silly but somehow i hate to know that its still the truth when i wake up the next morning. The painful hurting truth, nothing has changed. It's still there, smacking straight to my face when i pry open my eyes first thing in the morning. How i wish its just a nightmare...none of the things happened..things are just as happy and simple as before.

And sometimes i will think that sleep is not essential at all! if i dont need sleep, i can accomplish so many more things and fit more people into my life! and work without feeling sleepy on overnight flights.

sleep..sleep..sleep

i need some sleep.
You've got the poison, I've got the remedy.
@2/13/2007 12:09:00 am