Saturday, August 05, 2006

Around 5 O'clock in the morning, can't sleep or is that i just really don't want to. Sleep, what is it? Sleep is the time we spend away from everyone else, its the time we waste that we really couldv'e spent living. The only thing about sleep that redeems it of this evil part of it are the dreams that we dream when consuming it. I was never really a big fan of sleeping, it just never really made sense, its just an awfully good way of culling time. Why would someone really want to do that? I mean, I personally hold nothing more sacred than time. I always felt like if i go to sleep I'll be missing out on life. I don't know how differenct people look at it, but i just love life, no existential dillema, no remorse for being. People tend to think of themselves to be bigger than life, in a way its a castle they fashion that is conducive to the attitude of: "Hey man i just don't care, i'm too cool for this shit." -I... I'm just glad to be alive. Extremely grateful, not too anyone or anything mind you, just in the sense of a 'feeling', plain and simple graditude.