I could just sleep in
It’s just after 10pm and I’ve got the day off tomorrow. Despite this I’m getting up in 6 hours and 46 minutes in order to go climbing. I’m racing through the mental math as I write this, now only 6 hours and 45 minutes if I fall asleep RIGHT NOW.
It occurs to me that I could just sleep in, instead. I could forget the early wake up, the early drive, the unknowns of a day outside on the rock. I could just sleep in.
But in the end I don’t think I’ll remember all of the days I got enough sleep. I don’t think I’ll look back fondly on the late mornings I spent in bed, the days off spent puttering around the house. At the end of everything, I don’t think I’ll be wishing for one more day to sleep in, because where’s the life in that?
I think I’ll be wishing for one more day, just one more sleepless night, for one more chance to go out and find an adventure.
6 hours and 37 minutes left for sleeping. If I fall asleep RIGHT NOW.
Plenty of time.
