If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time?
I’ve always been an “early to bed, early to rise” kind of gal. My childhood best friend and I were reminiscing the other day and she laughed while recalling how even at noisy slumber parties I would take myself to bed whenever I got tired enough. What can I say? I need my beauty rest, and lots of it.
But what if sleep wasn’t a necessity? What would I do if I had the full 24 hours in my day?
Short answer: EVERYTHING.
I would go to clubs and parties in the wee hours of the night, just to see what all the fuss is about. (I’ve long been skeptical that those places are actually fun after midnight.)
I would clean my house within an inch of its life and finally, finally be caught up on laundry.
I would stay up late talking with my husband, growing closer together as we watched the sun rise.
I would finish all the books I’ve been trying to read and get my library hold list down to 0.
I would have more sessions with my therapist.
I would exercise more. (The pandemic taught me that I will work out if I have literally nothing else to do.)
I would volunteer in my community.
I would spend more time with my family and friends. (Traveling wouldn’t be as big of a hassle if I could do it while the rest of the world is sleeping.)
I would blog more and finally start that memoir I’ve been itching to write.
And, if I’m really being honest with myself, I would probably long for the “beauty rest” I no longer needed.
I would reminisce about the 8-10 hours I used to sleep every day.
I would recall how good it felt to retire at the end of a long day, to quietly slip into that still pool of slumber.
I would achingly remember what it felt like to dream.
