“I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
For the last five years
sleep has been elusive
Until last night.
I slept eight and one-half hours
I feel rested and restored.
This may not seem like a victory
but to me,
it is a miracle of sorts.
A gift of ginormous proportions.
I am a Respiratory Therapist who teaches people that lack of sleep can lead to increased risk of stroke, heart attack, motor vehicle accidents, diabetes, premature death, and high blood pressure.
… all the while not sleeping myself.
do not sit well with me.
But for one night
one glorious night
Today is a gift
With eyes wide-open
for the first time in forever
I am thankful for sleep
I am grateful for small miracles
I will run with this gift
and will make the most of today!
PS- Praying it isn’t a fluke…