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telarynThe longer this journey winds, the more I realize sleep is a much bigger factor than I ever gave it credit for. All through high school and college, Bridget's battle cry was "Sleep is for the weak!". We followed it religiously together -- all our writing was done in overnight brainstorming sessions. The Masterblades D & D campaign was fought in 12 hour stretches fueled by caffeine, Primatene, and fits of collectively induced insanity.
Even when we were apart, I seemed to gravitate to the so-called witching hour. Those times that stand out in my memory are the times when sleep was nowhere in sight -- chocolate hunts with Corrie, certain conventions (like the Windycon where I slept four hours in three days), and philosophical discourses on the lakefill or the street corners of Evanston.
I don't necessarily argue that the original declamation "sleep is for the weak" is suddenly somehow invalid. I just think I'm finding that like everything else in the universe, the cause of sleep-dep creates an effect that must be dealt with before the universe rebalances itself. That effect appears to be chaos and extreme disorder, and with a life like mine, unnecessary additions of chaos and extreme disorder appear to be masochism put to no good purpose.
That isn't to say sleep-dep isn't going to continue being a factor in my life. I will *always* be a sucker for a midnight movie, and there's no way I'm walking away from a good, rousing discussion at coffee shop just because I have to be awake and functioning the next morning. Just ain't happening.
I do need to start recognizing though, that peace of mind and spirit is not at all possible without a good night's sleep -- and life is much more easily dealt with whenever that sort of sleep is possible.
Even when we were apart, I seemed to gravitate to the so-called witching hour. Those times that stand out in my memory are the times when sleep was nowhere in sight -- chocolate hunts with Corrie, certain conventions (like the Windycon where I slept four hours in three days), and philosophical discourses on the lakefill or the street corners of Evanston.
I don't necessarily argue that the original declamation "sleep is for the weak" is suddenly somehow invalid. I just think I'm finding that like everything else in the universe, the cause of sleep-dep creates an effect that must be dealt with before the universe rebalances itself. That effect appears to be chaos and extreme disorder, and with a life like mine, unnecessary additions of chaos and extreme disorder appear to be masochism put to no good purpose.
That isn't to say sleep-dep isn't going to continue being a factor in my life. I will *always* be a sucker for a midnight movie, and there's no way I'm walking away from a good, rousing discussion at coffee shop just because I have to be awake and functioning the next morning. Just ain't happening.
I do need to start recognizing though, that peace of mind and spirit is not at all possible without a good night's sleep -- and life is much more easily dealt with whenever that sort of sleep is possible.
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19/5/02 13:08 (UTC)