Sleep

Most people love sleep, some don't. Regardless if you enjoy it or not, everyone sleeps. Some take advantage of every opportunity to sleep, others consume chemicals or practice rituals that deter slumber. I have never actually felt the need to not sleep. For the past couple of weeks, I've been getting four to five hours a night. Wednesday, at work, I became weak, pale, nauseous, clamy, fatigued, I was trembling. I felt bad. That was at the beginning of the day. I made it through, however I was miserable. That evening around six, I said my goodnights and passed out. My alarm woke me eleven hours later, and I still feel wonderful.
At twenty-one, I could work all day on three hours of sleep. At twenty-five, I could run all over town all weekend long on six hours of sleep, total, for the week end. At twenty-eight, quite a few things had caught up with me, and it was time for me to catch up on my sleep. Now in my mid-to late-thirties, I can not express enough the importance that sleep has to my calm, soothing, sense of well being.