Something quite nice is happening to me, these days: I’m learning to sleep, and I’m learning to enjoy it.
It probably sounds strange, but for as long as I can remember, sleep has been a challenge — at least, restful sleep. I’ve had problems with fatigue since I was a young kid, and I’ve often felt a certain pressure around going to sleep — like, it was something I knew I needed to do, and part of me wanted to do it, but it was such a chore.
There were so many other things I wanted to do, other than sleep.
I’ve always been quite active, mentally speaking. I love to think, I love to dream, I love to come up with new ideas. A good idea is like lifeblood to me. And I love to actively work with my ideas to see what I can make of them.
“Losing control” of my thinking process during sleep has always made me a little nervous. There’s always been part of me that was curious about what would happen, what I would dream, etc. But given the choice between going to sleep and surrendering to the unknown, and continuing to noodle over a question or a challenge… I would always choose the latter.
Until recently. Over the past year or so, I have been learning to relax. And I’ve been learning to sleep. I’ve been learning to enjoy relaxing, and getting the hang of relaxing into sleep.
It’s quite nice, actually. Surprisingly so. It’s almost like a little vacation I can take each night.
Something quite nice is happening to me, these days: I’m learning to sleep, and I’m learning to enjoy it.
It probably sounds strange, but for as long as I can remember, sleep has been a challenge — at least, restful sleep. I’ve had problems with fatigue since I was a young kid, and I’ve often felt a certain pressure around going to sleep — like, it was something I knew I needed to do, and part of me wanted to do it, but it was such a chore.
There were so many other things I wanted to do, other than sleep.
I’ve always been quite active, mentally speaking. I love to think, I love to dream, I love to come up with new ideas. A good idea is like lifeblood to me. And I love to actively work with my ideas to see what I can make of them.
“Losing control” of my thinking process during sleep has always made me a little nervous. There’s always been part of me that was curious about what would happen, what I would dream, etc. But given the choice between going to sleep and surrendering to the unknown, and continuing to noodle over a question or a challenge… I would always choose the latter.
Until recently. Over the past year or so, I have been learning to relax. And I’ve been learning to sleep. I’ve been learning to enjoy relaxing, and getting the hang of relaxing into sleep.
It’s quite nice, actually. Surprisingly so. It’s almost like a little vacation I can take each night.
Speaking of which… it’s time for me to go to bed.
Good night, everyone