An oversimplified love letter to sleep
Stay in bed longer than you should.
I wish I were a dog in a nice neighbourhood —
Running behind a few cars,
Barking at a few frightened strangers.
Scratching my back on the ground.
Eating what tasty food came my way.
But most importantly,
Sleeping in the sunshine, in the moonlight, at will; unfettered by judgments of right time and place.
No coffees and cold showers to keep me awake because why should I strive to be awake when all I really want to do is sleep.
Superiors seem a bit cheesed off with my sleeping at will idea, but I blame them, sleep is involuntary. They should know, they have a master’s degree in something, apparently.
The only constant in our lives is sleep and I am convinced that we weren’t born to achieve and plunder the earth but to sleep and dream, causing littlest harm to ourselves and others.
Maybe I don’t have to be a dog for this. Just rich and dumb.
