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 think it is not fear of tomorrow but fear of extinction that causes this. I think it comes from a real, not simply intellectual realisation that life is finite and anything lost now will not come back. An instinctive urge to wring the most out of life as the void closes in. The daily version of not going ‘gentle into that good night’.