Essay on I Believe in Sleep
“If people were meant to pop out of bed, we’d all sleep in toasters.” – Author unknown, attributed to Jim Davis.
Hands down, the best part of the night. After those never-ending school days, any problems I had quickly become insignificant because you know that once your head touches crisp, cool pillow they magically fade away. Suddenly everything else in the world is miniscule compared to sleeping. I’ve been there with the gargantuan amounts of homework that just keep piling up, but trust me when you fall into a deep slumber nothing seems to matter anymore. When I get buried in the sheets and blankets it’s like I’m in my world. The only thing that can detach for this rejuvenating world is — an alarm clock.
Speaking of something that can disconnect me from the world of slumber is insomnia. I believe it’s more deadly than a virus because at least a virus can be killed; insomnia just keeps coming back for more! In my opinion it’s the worst thing that has ever existed! Nothing kills me more than when I know I lose time sleeping.