Nearly 4am EST and I am unable to fall asleep. Millions of people across the world have some sort of sleeping disorder so I suppose this is nothing new. Besides, the cause of my wakefulness is invariably that human computer that resides atop my shoulders.THINKING: CAUSING SLEEPLESS NIGHTS SINCE CRO-MAGNON MAN
Thinking, for me, is very much like a two hour session of searching Wikipedia. They make those damn hyperlinks appear everywhere so you inevitably click and click and click until you are reading something that has absolutely nothing to do with what you were first researching. I do the same thing whilst laying in bed early in the morning when I am unable to sleep. I will be thinking about what I have to do tomorrow and the next thing I know, I am having an inner debate as to which is better: Tootsie Roll Pops or Blow Pops. I still blame the hyperlinks.
The philosophical debate that I was pondering when I finally decided to get up and write this was: If you could relive one day over again, do you know what day it would be? And nothing can be changed, it would literally be experiencing the same thing over again. I was relatively alarmed at how absolutely sure I was of MY day. I figured that if it was that easy to decide, then I must have an incredibly pathetic life.
But I am happy with my choice. If I could live that day over again-- I would be eternally grateful. Instead, I get to lay awake in bed and think about such recondite quandaries.
I wonder where the hyperlinks will lead me to next time?

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