You Cannot Imagine the Craving for Rest That I Feel
Write about your experience with sleep today.
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“You cannot imagine the craving for rest that I feel — a hunger and thirst. For six long days, since my work was done, my mind has been a whirlpool, swift, unprogressive and incessant, a torrent of thoughts leading nowhere, spinning round swift and steady”
― H.G. Wells
Nothing throws you off your game as quickly as a night or two of poor sleep.
The worst, it seems to me, is when you are sleeping, but you wake up exhausted. You’re not sleeping deeply enough, maybe. Or you wake up feeling as if you’ve been to battle with your dreams. Or you only think you’re asleep, but your thoughts never give way.
Exhaustion wears on every part of you. Your mind, but also your body. It hurts.
And when you finally sleep again — real sleep — you’re so acutely aware of how delicious six or eight hours of deep, unconscious rest really is. You appreciate it on a level that you can’t when it’s just being handed to you every night. Not like a gift. Like an allotment. Something you deserve and have a right to.