I am not a lover of sleep. I would rather do something than sleep. I would rather do anything than sleep. I stay up late doing things when I should be asleep. This mght be reading, watching TV, surfing the net or writing this blog post.
Unfortunately this cavalier attitude sometimes catches up with me. I get tired. When that happens, sleep catches me off guard and attacks me. Last year, this seemed to happen every Monday night. I probably didn’t sleep on Sunday night until 2, and woke up at 5. This wouldn’t have been a problem, except that I tried watching Castle and for the entire season, I never knew who the killer was. I always fell asleep just as the show was reaching its climax. As a result, I had to give up watching the show.
Today, however, I readily gave in to sleep and crashed just after the Blue Jays went to bat. I didn’t sleep long, but it felt good. Let’s be honest, it felt perfect.