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Sleep,
I just realized lately, was a very unproductive hobby and past time, with that I
pull it out of my hobby list in bio's and info sheets.
Why have I just realized this during vacation when there were enough
signs for me to realize it when classes were in? That for me is perplexing. It
for me is one hell of a mystery good enough to be featured by Ripley. I realized
when I doze off to sleep, many things stop – I stop to experience things that
would spell out v-a-c-a-t-I-o-n; and I get to miss a lot of things including not
seeing the new movie on HBO, or waking up to a near consumed blueberry
cheesecake, with my brothers still pigging out on what’s left of it, leaving
me with a share 1/28th of the original. Hmm, I think that pisses
me off. It makes me want to force open their still agglutinating mouths and
jaws, squeeze their esophagus with a power grip, and do a Heimlich to force out
what’s due for me….i mean the cheesecake. But since it’s the holidays,
with the spirit of sharing and blah blah blah, I’m sparing them of my wrath
and havoc. Let me go back to where I was – sleep. I just got carried away. With cheesecake in topic, and me getting
cheated of my share, I could rant with the same bitchiness and irrationality as
the sleaze ball supporters of Erap. The only difference between his supporters
and me is that I’m being irrational for a better cause.
When
you doze off to a snooze, you become completely paralyzed. All thinking
processes are stopped except for a nanometer of brain activity un-interrupted to
finance breathing, snoring, and drooling - another 1/1, 000, 000, 000th
of EEG activity for you to detect when you’re already drowning in your own
drool, and finally, another 1/ 1,000, 000, 000th EEG activity to
detect whether the froth in your mouth is frosting giving you a hard time crack
opening your mouth once you try to. When you sleep, everything stops, except for
the second hand of your clock ticking, your belly levitating and depressing in
cycles, the sheets getting creased up, and the sheets following the basic tenets
of entropy. And aside from those things, the world keeps on spinning without
you. Everything goes on, all continues, nothing stops. With that you miss so
many things. It’s like the world has continued to evolve, maybe for the
better, whereas you, me, and I have chose to get lagged by 10 or so hours just
because of sleep, or 15 or so hours because of sloth, or 24 or so hours because of
sheer laziness in opening an eyelid. That for me makes me realize – hey, sleeping after all doesn’t
really make us any better – what if I miss the next movie, or what if I miss
the precious split second allotted for me to scamper under the table to save
myself from an earthquake, or what if I miss the second cheesecake? A third one,
a fourth, fifth, tenth??? This has to end.
Now
I make my new year’s resolution, something that would be written on stone,
reminiscent of the ten commandments, and not just like some sleazy court
ordinance that can be broken anytime you want to prove that laws don't exist in
this country. I’d be convincing my mom not to buy no more
blueberry cheesecakes, instead settle for the oldies’ old time favorite, yes,
the very repulsive ube cake. A saintly act, indeed.
I
still have plans of experiencing worldly pleasures though, and I am not vying for
a hearing in front of the Vatican tribunal for sainthood.
Happy
new year!
31
Dec, 2002
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