An Almost Daily Response to the Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Value
“The rain pelts down against the creaky wooden roof of your cabin. The storm comes as a relief to your ears after the throbbing pain of the booming silence came to an end.”
I don’t know what it is about this time of night that so many people find so appealing. Why is it that while the rest of the world rests away these tireless hours some of us are stuck here fighting tooth and nail to earn ourselves ‘a good night’s sleep’. I sit here ater powering through the majority of my most urgent assignment and thinkng ‘I should sleep’ but also ‘I could finish this because well, you know, I have slept already.”
This post is little more than a shout out to all those who think that sleep is valuable but find it much too hard to get.