Scatter Shooting II

I was sitting in my bed reading my book and I looked up for a moment and I started wondering to myself, why I ever really need sleep? If we didnt have the chemical in our body that makes us sleepy, would we ever sleep in the end? And I know some of you will say, we sleep for health reasons. Yes, yes I know, all that medical hoop-lah, but it still makes me think, do we sleep for our own actual sanity? Don't you ever feel like you are missing out on the world when you sleep? Don't you ever grow tired of those dreamscapes? Do you embrace them with so much love that you cling to them as your own little reality, and shun them away when they turn into nightmares?

I remember a dream I had last night. I was on a bicycle that was much to larger for me and I was fumbling around on a road with it, trying to keep my balance and I eventually fell off and into the grass and rolled onto a dirt road that lead to somewhere, which I dont know. Some might interprets this as me feeling like Im losing my balance in my life, that my life and relationship are the bicycle and all that good shit. No one ever thinks I might just like to ride bigger bicycles and have fun with them would that? Nah I dont believe that crap either. Do I know what its about though? Not really, dont care. Nevertheless whatever it was about, I had fun in the dream. Though I did notice one distinct thing that was missing from my dream... Laughter. I never laughed in the dream. Surely if I was having so much fun I would laugh, its just a common reaction to fun, you laugh. I guess I leave laughter for the waking reality and not the sleeping reality.

I yawn as I write this and I am no closer to understanding why I need sleep and why sometimes I go without. What will happen in my life that I wont know about while I have my eyes closed? Do the shadow men really exist, and I can only see them when I havent had enough sleep? Where does sanity and lunacy end and begin in the waking world, and why are things so sane that would be insane in the waking reality and vice versa? Flying without the aid of wings, thats crazy in the waking reality, yet perfectly normal in the sleeping reality. Maybe we all have it backwards in the end. When we are sleeping thats the true reality as it must be, no limitations on us, free to do as we please, free without constraints, and then when we "wake" we place limitations on ourselves.

Wake up Thomas... The matrix has you...

Well, the matrix needs to get me more pots so I can cook more raman noodles cause Im about ready to call the whole thing off if I dont get another pot goddamnit!

I should probably go back to bed, I only got up to smoke a cigarette and decided to type up some asinine thing, which this seems to be exactly that.