lately i'm not dreaming, so what's the point in sleeping?
While I don't enjoy sleeping, I do appreciate dreaming. Dreaming is the simplest of ways to escape the harshness of reality. You don't need to worry about the wrongs you've committed, what could be better, or what could be worse. You just… sleep. You allow your mind to have complete control, taking you to a world better than the one you’re trapped in.
I guess that’s why people sleep so much when they’re depressed. Their lives don’t appear to be working and everything they do seems to make their situation a hundred times worse. So when they’re asleep, instead of worrying about what sucks, they get to go on adventure after adventure, their mind taking them wherever it pleases.
To me that’s cheating. When you wake up, your problems are still going to be there, and they could possibly be worse than before. Your problems aren’t going to resolve by themselves, it’s going to take work. You're going to have to take some time out of your busy life and put in effort for everything to straighten out. Says the girl in her own muddled world.
All of this talk of dreaming reminds me of my favorite Straylight Run lyric, from their song “Mistakes We Knew We Were Making.”
So we bottled and shelved all our regrets,
let them ferment and came back to our senses,
drove back home and slept a few days,
woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be.
I don’t know if that’s the case for anyone else, but it definitely is for me. If I’m having a particularly tough time dealing with something, I’ll contradict myself and go to sleep. (However, in my defense, late at night seems to be the time when I’m most likely to overanalyze everything, thus becoming “depressed”/upset. So it’s not like I’ll sleep during unnatural times.) When I awake in the morning, the troubles I was facing the night before seem so trivial. Maybe it’s the prospect of a new day that puts me in a good mood and allows me to forget my troubles.. I don’t know.
I think dreaming is an exciting adventure, but I don’t think people should abuse it- i.e., sleep when they’re depressed, not because their body requires it.
I guess that’s why people sleep so much when they’re depressed. Their lives don’t appear to be working and everything they do seems to make their situation a hundred times worse. So when they’re asleep, instead of worrying about what sucks, they get to go on adventure after adventure, their mind taking them wherever it pleases.
To me that’s cheating. When you wake up, your problems are still going to be there, and they could possibly be worse than before. Your problems aren’t going to resolve by themselves, it’s going to take work. You're going to have to take some time out of your busy life and put in effort for everything to straighten out. Says the girl in her own muddled world.
All of this talk of dreaming reminds me of my favorite Straylight Run lyric, from their song “Mistakes We Knew We Were Making.”
So we bottled and shelved all our regrets,
let them ferment and came back to our senses,
drove back home and slept a few days,
woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be.
I don’t know if that’s the case for anyone else, but it definitely is for me. If I’m having a particularly tough time dealing with something, I’ll contradict myself and go to sleep. (However, in my defense, late at night seems to be the time when I’m most likely to overanalyze everything, thus becoming “depressed”/upset. So it’s not like I’ll sleep during unnatural times.) When I awake in the morning, the troubles I was facing the night before seem so trivial. Maybe it’s the prospect of a new day that puts me in a good mood and allows me to forget my troubles.. I don’t know.
I think dreaming is an exciting adventure, but I don’t think people should abuse it- i.e., sleep when they’re depressed, not because their body requires it.