Blissful sleep.

Sleeping. I enjoy it. Especially when I’m tired. That’s one of the many pleasures of life. Falling  asleep. Waking rested, too.  Often after peaceful dreams.  I’d hate to be awake all the time. Even if I weren’t sleepy. Anyway, I’m addicted to sleep. Can’t live without it. Yes, I accept sleep. As part of human nature. As necessary. For survival. Some of my best and most revered moments come when falling asleep. So restful. So relaxing. So hypnotic.  Some people are cursed. Because they can’t fall asleep. Insomniacs. But I’m blessed. Falling asleep. Even when I’m writing. Such as now. I’m drifting off. Adios. I’m going to bed. To enjoy one of my favorite pastimes. Blissful sleep. --Jim Broede