I’ve got a great life, I am not trying to avoid tomorrow or whatever, but I just really like staying awake when I’m absolutely balls ass tired. It’s kinda addicting, like the sleepier you are, the more insanely good the sleep will be. So I find myself struggling, on purpose, to stay awake. I force myself to read books, or watch shows, or go on Lemmy… and I only just realized it’s because I love feeling sleepy.
So uhh, anyone else got this?
I know exactly what you mean.
It’s like sleep is trying to pull you in with whisps of itself like the enticing fingers of a lover. You act coy, trying to keep afloat because the boundary feels… Exquisite. The whisps become more demanding little by little until finally you succumb and let them take you in and it feels like floating though clouds of immaterial boobs.
And then you are asleep.
Bingo!
This is just being a brat for Daddy Sleep