Thursday, 29 November 2012

Philosophical Insight To Help You Sleep

I already I know that lack of sleep is a clichè topic, but it is really worth talking about again, and again, and again . . . Whoa! Almost fell asleep there. When someone has a problem, they vent it out to an innocent bystanders who takes out of their own time to listen. And after, that person will feel better almost as if a couple of chips of a huge invisible boulder of problems you've been carrying all your life has been chiseled out. Therefore (no this is not the end, it just sounds so smart) to say that, if I talk about my sleeping problem it should hypothetically help me in turn, sleep. I mean, I should sleep better the more people I tell about it. Or is that the wrong idea of the whole notion of venting should make you feel better. I could talk my brains out about all my problems, but it doesn't necassarily make any of them better than they were before. My actions is what create change. After all, actions speak louder than words. If I wan't to tackle this sleeping problem I inherited (my parents watch Netflix all night long), I should probably take a course of action, a call to arms, a coup d'etat! (As in, I will take over the monarchy that is my sleep deprivation and replace it with a non-sleep deprived government.)

First, no phones within arms reach of the bed interior soft blanket area. (So soft.) There are too many times where I will wake up spastically from slumber and check what time I was rudely interupted from a momentous dream. And what do you know, I grab my phone conveniently hiding under my pillow within arms reach. The glowing screen shines so bright, my brain automatically triggers fight or flight response and i'm more immediately awake, ready to defend my tribe. It probably doesn't help me that im typing this spiel about encouraging sleep and disregarding bad habits when it is really late over here (or really early depending if your optomistic or pessimestic). I literally had this involuntary spasm, woke up from my slumber, blindly reached for my phone, went on Stumbler for an hour, than decided to update my dusty, neglected blog. 

But hey! Before you mark me as hypocrite, I will show you the determination of the human spirit in all its magnitude! 

Good night! Or morning...