Sleep is Overrated

Quote of the Day: "The only people that make love all the time are liars."
-Gigi

As you may know, I go to work at 5 a.m. I do this four days a week, about 35 hours altogether. During the other three days of the week I spend 18 hours in class. During the time in between I (try to) do homework.

Of course, somewhere in there I try to pack in what little social life I have, my time with Kim, my family time, my me time. I don't sleep anymore.

I need to get up 7 hours from now, which isn't so bad considering the maybe 5 or 6, often 4 hours that I usually end up getting. Much of my sleep isn't really even sleep--my mind continues to race after I shut off the lights and this has made night and day into indistinguishable static. I feel like I've been robbed, as if I'm coming down from a drug binge, but I missed out on the high.

I've had to decide into which area I need to allot my mental energy: work or school. Since I'm in school, I won't always need my current job. My mental energy is being stored up during my work days and expelled in class. I suppose it's a wise decision.

But I need a time for my brain to stop altogether--I really need my sleep. Or do I? Maybe not. Sleep is for sissies. Night time is for us caffeine loyalists anyway.