Another one of THOSE nights
Yep. Another one.
It starts, you toss and turn in bed… and then, the synapses start firing, you have an idea. Sure, it’s a good idea, but not even anything new. You’ve thought it before… but now your brain is thinking about it, more and more.
You turn over, trying to get the rest you know you need… but your brain doesn’t want rest anymore, it wants to keep going. Quickly, you try to tell yourself “It’s too late” or “I have to be up early”, but your brain doesn’t care… it is about to make you the most motivated person on the planet.
You fight the urge to get out of bed, but you are going to lose. You appease yourself by writing down the idea that you are obsessing on, perhaps if you take down the notes, your brain will let you sleep.
No. It doesn’t.
You find yourself tossing and turning once again, what seems like moments later. This time, it’s a different idea. It’s not even an idea anymore, its possibilities. What-ifs on paths that you never walked. Clearly, these are the things that dreams are made of, but they are too strong to happen in dreamland, they must be considered in your conscious state. You let your mind wander. Perhaps if you let your thoughts play out in your mind it will let you doze off. What seems like hours, but at the same time, moments, pass on… the thoughts progress away.
Letting the ideas play out, you start to get drowsy, maybe the sleep is on the way… but then, a new idea comes in. Your brain starts rushing with concepts, designs, excitement. The urge to create, the drive to proceed. You are afraid to even look at the clock, already knowing you are going to get less sleep then you need.
You try every trick you know to put your body to sleep, but your brain is simply to active. Despite not wanting to know, you look at the clock to decide if its past the point of no return. The moment somewhere between 3 and 6 am where it isn’t worth it to goto bed anymore.
It’s coming up on that moment… but the mind just will not let you sleep. The urge to be creative, the drive to design something is too great. Victory is not yours to be had tonight, the brain will win. You sit up and cultivate the idea. You draw, you write, and you ponder more, and more.
It’s another one of those nights. In reality, these are the nights that spark imagination, invention, and innovation… rare occurrences that should be praised and embraced. Of course, they cannot be, because you must consider the repercussions of disturbing the pattern of the next day by losing sleep.
And then, it stops.
Your brain gives in, and stops working in overdrive. Now you must decide, it is time to sleep, or is it time to work.
wow. that was quite poetic!