Monday, February 6, 2017

Tick Tock

It's Monday again. *groaning sound in the distance*

You know how people today communicate via mobile phone; we barely text or call anymore. Instead, we choose the option of instant messaging, or chat, so to speak. It's a lot cheaper, has a nice interface we can customize, and also saves you from the burden of memorizing phone numbers. The only texts I get nowadays are advertisements, promotions, and spam. So naturally, if I want to contact people, it should be through one of these messaging apps.

And the first chat that I received today, in the morning, consists of something like, "Aren't you tired?"

That was intended to response to my chat telling her that I couldn't sleep well last night. As usual. I can barely get good night sleep nowadays. I would be on the bed since 11 PM, but I toss and turn and drift off only to be awakened by this sudden jerk of muscles, which would last until 5 AM or so...

But the chat that I received, the question, feels like something a lot wholesome.

Aren't you tired?

Why are you asking the obvious. Of course I'm tired of not being able to sleep like a normal human being. Of course I'm tired of wasting 6 hours of my life trying to refresh myself, just to wake up even more tired than before. Of course I'm tired not being able to get up early, make myself a stack of pancake for breakfast, do daily workouts or be productive in the morning for once. Of course I'm tired of this totally chaotic rhythm of life I'm living, in which I could only dream of being productive, or dream of having a dream. Of course I'm tired looking at the mirror and find someone who looks like they've been doing meth and sleeping for nineteen hours on a Thursday afternoon.

The thing is, I don't even like sleep... If I could, I would prefer not to sleep for the rest of my life, because I'm aware of how much time I've been wasting in my life. But probably wasting time is already in my nature, because once I try hitting the hay early (yes, 11 PM is early), I would spend the rest of the night trying to sleep and end up wasting 6 hours, and then sleep away for 5 hours or so. So... 11 hours in total. What a waste, right.

And people wonder why I keep pulling an all-nighter. At least when I sleep at 5 AM, I wouldn't worry about wasting additional 6 hours.

I'm getting myself a coffee.

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