The phrase sleep when you're dead is one I'm familiar with; it's about productivity and making the most of one's life because it will eventually end. I understand, and there's been many times I've had to burn the candle at both ends, meaning I've had less sleep, to meet a deadline; we've all probably done that. All of of us have also probably had late nights due to social engagements and various other reasons. It happens, but no matter how much we try to hold it off, we must sleep.
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There's many benefits to sleep: It's restorative, good for our overall health and wellbeing and some say it's the best form of meditation. I agree. Either way though, we don't have much choice in the matter, we all have to do it and that suits me fine because I love sleeping.
I find peace when I'm sleeping and, despite occasionally having bad dreams, I tend to have a restful sleep.
I'm told I could sleep anywhere, any time, and I suppose that's true...maybe I'm really a cat. I love sleep though, and when possible I try to schedule it in as an event or activity. A Sunday afternoon nap is one of the best ways to spend part of my weekend and I love sleep-ins too. I know, it's probably not what most would call an activity, however the benefit I gain, the enjoyment of snuggling into bed on a Sunday afternoon seems quite decadent and is certainly pleasurable.
There is a line in the William Shakespeare play, The Tempest, a lovely little romantic play about fairies and young love, which goes...
"We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep."
I find it a lovely but sad line indicating that life is merely a brief illusion that will surely someday fade and disappear.
It's true, every human life will fade away and it's that thought which motivates me to live mine as well as I possibly can. I try to be a good person, to have fun and find fulfilment, be kind and loving and to embrace the experiences life offers; one of which is Sunday afternoon naps and sleep-ins.
Becca 💗