Heyo,
This weird thing happens at night. I get sleepy.
I know. I know. This is a novel concept for night owls.
And yet. There is this special thing that happens when inspiration hits. A thought, a lyric, comes to my head, and I am still tired, but I can't go to sleep. When I have an idea I have to write it down, record the melody or do something, anything to create. It doesn't last forever and if I don't obey at once it flits away and leaves me to rest.
This was my first experience ignoring sleep. Like anything it grew into other things. Work would keep me up late, school or other responsibilities press into my life.
Recently I have discovered something that will keep me up and awake. It is people, because I am extroverted I get a transfusion of energy (this is how my first all-nighter happened) when I interact with other humans.
I started thinking more about the night as I began to disrespect my sleep schedule more. The night felt arbitrary like why wasn't it the day? Day-night felt more connected than usually did. The night can be as diverse as the day. There is seems to be no reason that we differentiate them so much.
Then it hit me, that different people experience each. Night people don't always get the beauty of an early morning and on the other side morning people can't understand the appeal of midnight wonder.
These classifications are soft and can be molded. Could always be changing. This fascinates me.
Some sleep, some do not. This one thing is important to me that everything is done for God's glory.
So I use this phrase to wish someone well on their adventure during the darkness. It is common, but effectively generic:
Goodnight.
<3 Lissa
P.S. Tomorrow is another CP inspired post. Those of you who are not students probably want to stay away...
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