Sleep : To take a rest afforded by a suspension of voluntary body functions and the natural suspension, complete or partial, of conciousness ; cease besing awake.

Sleep can mean many things, to many people. To some, it is necessary, fuel for the next day. To others, it is an escape from the reality of conciousness. Or certain people may see it as a comfort, the undefined receses of their mind as a place to seek sanctuary, love, and warmth. On the other hand, some may see it as a luxary, that it is simply exuberant to be able to let time tick away, when the concious world still calls out for so much more to be done.

So why do we sleep? Is it simply a primitive, physiological need to get enough bodily rest for us to function normally the next day? Or is there more to it?

I for one, treasure sleep. Sleep has made me chart out many things in my life. It has helped me grow and understand my growth.

I remember a few years back, when I would tell myself, that the earlier I sleep, the less of the horrible day I have to go through. That if I slept at 10 instead of midnight, my horrid day would be 2 hours shorter. That for those two hours, I wouldn't have to cry, I wouldn't have to feel upset, I wouldn't have to argue. I would be in my own world and nobody would or could disturb me there.

But then, after awhile, when I grew to learn that I actually had to face my problems for them to go away, sleep no longer served me as an escape. But an actual raw physical need to recharge. I simply needed the rest to get through the next day. And the cycle repeated for quite some time. I spent my days, getting exhausted, fighting battles, creating battles, and finding myself simply dozing off the moment my head hits the pillow.

Then, sleep to me, moved to a phase that was much more, spiritual. I began to have many more dreams, and these dreams would almost always be about the things that matter the most to me. It was strange at first, but I guess now I treasure these dreams, for always serving as a reminder to me about what I hold most dearly. About what is really always on my mind, even in a semi concious state.

And now, to me, sleep is a comfort. Sleep is recharging my batteries for a great day ahead. Sleep is spending time thinking of the people whom I miss and love. Sleep, is time for my thoughts to wander in its own special place. Sleep, is for me, sleep is a part of me, that is for me. And it only puts a smile on my face every morning, when I know that I have all the people who matter with me in that part of me.

And falling asleep, in the arms of the one I love, has inevitably without a doubt, been the greatest feeling that this girl has ever experienced. It almost surreal when you think about it. The ability to keep each other so safe, happy and rested all within the span of our unconcious minds, without us even actively trying. I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Our thoughts have no boundaries when we sleep, so should we really set boundaries on our thought on sleep?

Till next time,
Takecare all. (: