Again and again, I sleep late and I suffer for the rest of the day. It just doesn't feel right on days when you don't get your optimum amount of sleep. The world fades away into the background, and your conversations become dull. Your wit escapes you and you can't do nuts about it. There's no confidence in your voice, and there's no soul in your words. Without sleep, life isn't life.
It doesn't matter that you take naps to make up 8 hours a day. What's most important, I realize, is still that one shot of sleep you get during the night.
That said, it may sometimes be worth staying up late, but in all honesty I have never felt great about staying up late before. I hate to admit it, but I lack the discipline - its just too easy to be tempted to think, that its worth staying up late... Only to realize halfway through the day tomorrow that its not.
There must be a trade-off I guess. It was worth staying up late yesterday night, I admit it, but the very fact that staying up late killed what I stayed up late for, defeats the whole purpose of me staying up late. It was a decision like that of a double-edged sword.
Lesson:
1. No matter how good something appears to be late at night, don't buy it.
2. When in doubt, sleep.
3. When making decisions, be rational. Nothing is ever worth sacrificing too much for.
4. That being said, there are times when you will have to trust your instincts. I trusted mine and it didn't turn up too well, but I'm still glad I trusted it anyway. :)
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Lesson #3 No sleep, no honey
Posted by wallpaper at 8:13 PM
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