Yes, that would be our rallying cry so many years ago when my friends, my Band of Brothers and I, were young, single, childless, and in denial in the face of a duty to rise early and be productive in the coming day. And why not? In those moments there was still fun to be had, memories to be made, and a resolve that no matter what pains the next day would bring, in the end it would all have been well worth it.
Now? Is sleep overrated now?
Well, it wasn’t overrated when Mrs. LIAYF and I decided to stream that second episode of ‘LOST’, effectively getting us to sleep around midnight last night. But we did it anyway.
It wasn’t overrated after I was startled awake at 2:30 AM and couldn't get myself back to sleep once my mind began racing through every conceivable thought rattling around in my head. And the ‘Happy Place’ I was supposed to go to in my mind to relax me? Not so happy when you can’t bring yourself to stop there long enough to soak up the sand and the sun.
Again, sleep was not overrated when, hours later I finally nodded off, only to be awoken not 5 minutes later from a happy dream that consisted of my 'running the table' in a game of pool. This time I was woke by Lukas, who decided 5:20 was a decent enough time to rise for the day.
And friends, sleep is most certainly not overrated as I sit here now, looking rather blankly at my desk and a pile of work ‘issues’ that will most certainly not miraculously decide to resolve themselves.
Yes, those days are long gone! Now excuse me while I properly caffeinate myself.