Sleep
A love note
Sleeping is the greatest thing on earth. It’s an escape from the calamity of the day. It’s a break from surviving, planning, thinking, talking, doing.
The bed is the coziest place. There’s warmth there. There’s peace. Eyes close, and reality slips away.
Maybe all this being awake stuff is where we’re really wasting our time.
Sleep is where we heal, recover, and refresh our minds. It’s when we stop hating ourselves—where we stop hurting others. When all the deciding stops, the pain ceases—at least temporarily.
Sleep is where you can be together with another person, but they won’t ever really bother you. As long as there is sleep, there’s some part of life to look forward to.
In our dreams we can bask in the unreal, because it’s when we close our eyes that our dreams really come true.
“I love sleep. My life has a tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?” — Ernest Hemingway
Franco Amati is a speculative fiction writer from New York. His work has appeared in The Colored Lens, Speculative North, Utopia Science Fiction, Stupefying Stories, and other places.
