Sleep

I miss the old days in BMT and SISPEC.
Especially SISPEC.
The days in unit were not as good.
Sorry, I should change the 'days' to 'nights'.

I should make comparisons to make it clearer.

These days, I have problems sleeping. I have problems sleeping when I think the day isn't as fruitful as I would like it to be. I have problems sleeping when I have unfinished business which I can't tackle immediately. At times like this, I just dream. Dream, as in dream with eyes wide open. Images would start ballooning into formation on the ceiling, and then I will start basking in the impossible. Sometimes, I don't even want to sleep. When I really have to, I do it wishing that the sun would rise soon. Bad sleep.

Back then, even the thought of sleeping makes me orgasmic. Yes, sleeping ALONE on my little bed by the corner of the bunk. Sleep was the reason I breathe. I ran all day long to sleep. I did push ups to sleep. I fired rounds for a night's sleep. I eat for energy to sleep. I even adore my bed. Only my closest buddies know my little nightly ritual back then. That is, pouring powder on my bed and using my hand to spread it out. My rationale: to kill the germs. I will jump on anyone who attempted to sit on my bed. In fact, to say I adore my bed is an understatement. My point is, I don't even get a chance to see the ceiling in camp. I am asleep before I had the chance. Good sleep.

So you see, I am indeed suffering horribly. Maybe I should start my ritual again.