I hate being sad, therefore I hate being tired.
Eh. Follow my logic here for a second, then that last sentence may actually make a little sense.
When I'm tired I cannot think rationally. No matter how hard I try.
If I'm really tired before I go to bed, I cannot reason how much time I need in the morning to get ready, so I'll usually end up setting my alarm clock for over an hour before I really need to get up.
I get so depressed about everything because my brain will only let me focus on the sad things. Sometimes I'm just sad for no reason, and thinking about something that usually fills my heart with bliss fills it instead with doubt...but there's nothing to doubt, it's just there with no reason behind it, causing me distress.
I don't get it. It makes being tired really hard to deal with and still have a pleasant attitude.
I guess the positive side of things is when I'm not tired. I'm usually pretty optimistic--and once I get over my tiredness, or rest up, everything goes back to how it should be. I'm happy again. I can think about things reasonably. My gratuitous doubt and sadness are gone, and life is wonderful again.
peace & love
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