And out of all the times I tell myself that I don't want to do something and that I shouldn't do it, praying is the thing I delay the most. And it's not because I'm not faithful or because I don't want to pray, but because I know that afterwards I am supposed to get to sleep.
I don't want to sleep.
Every night when I go to bed I realise how time flies by. Another day gone.
You had a great day ! But you can't really remember any detail about it or feel again those emotions. It's all gone. It might be in your heart and it might be in your mind, but they won't be there for too long.
Because everything fades. After years or even months or days you won't be able to feel the same again , not even close to the power and strength that feeling once had. And then someday they all might be forgotten.
So I don't like going to sleep. It's a reminder of the human impermanence.
But here's what I find funny and ironic.:
all I do is sleep.
