I wrestled through many sleepless nights after God became real to me. I can only describe this period of my life as 2 years of mental agony.
I wrestled through many sleepless nights after God became real to me. I can only describe this period of my life as 2 years of mental agony.
I had a dream about you. We made love like two albinos in the snow. Even though I could see everything, I couldn’t see anything.
I had a dream about you last night. We were plug sockets in the bedroom. We saw only a short part of their day, but we knew everything of it.
If I look like I haven’t slept for eight hours, it’s because I haven’t. Oh, I wasn’t up all night. I slept 7:45 hours.
Daytime sleep is like the sin of the flesh; the more you have the more you want, and yet you feel unhappy, sated and unsated at the same time.
I went for a walk this morning because the evening was still asleep. Well technically so was I, but that didn’t stop me from exercising.
I had a dream about you last night... You turned red, then green, and then blue. You told me you were trying to fit in with the m&m's.
I saw an old guy sleeping, and I thought he was dead. But I kept checking his pockets for money, because it seemed like the right thing to do.
I park my car in the parking spot right next to the parking spot my bed is in, just in case I have to pee quickly (at above 65 miles per hour).
I love sleep. I need sleep. We all do, of course. There are those people that don't need sleep. I think they're called 'successful.
I’m like a praying mantis, except not so devout. And I make love like a monk in meditation, which can often be confused with being asleep.
Hasn't it dawned on your twilight mind,even in the seconds span of a falling star, that you might be missing something more than your sleep?
... sleep deprivation is an illegal torture method outlawed by the Geneva Convention and international courts, but most of us do it to ourselves.
There is no such thing as a good call at 7 AM. It's been my experience that all calls between the hours of 11 PM and 9 AM are disaster calls.
I get up at 12:12, because if I have to do it every day, the number may as well be repetitive. And I love you all the time. That time is 3:21 PM.