Sleepless Muse
Weekend Prompt: “I’m in Awe of What my Body is Capable of”

At the age of 16, there were some nights where I stayed up for hours chatting on the phone with my secret boyfriend. Secret because my parents had no idea that he existed. At that age, I was convinced I was in love; indeed I was, but only to the level of puppies.
We used to talk about everything, our futures, life, music, family, damn we had some deep conversations. Back then, staying up all night was easy because my body was young and could bounce back from lack of sleep.
However, as I grew older sleep became less of a chore and more of a necessity. I needed at least 6 hours of sleep to function somewhat efficiently.
Fast forward to my current journey, I am experiencing a different kind of love. A love that created a fire that is keeping me up at nights. That fire is my muse and she dictates my current sleeping pattern. I try to fight her every night to allow us some well-needed rest, but sometimes I just give in and let her do what she needs to do.
in the dark of night as the world is still, my muse gains inspiration
See, she has embraced the stillness of the night and the darkness has now become her peace. She enjoys going outside in the wee hours of the morning to stare at the stars for inspiration. Sometimes if it’s early enough there might be birds chirping, and that satisfies her soul. So, I just give in and let it be, she needs that time to gain inspiration and to create.

My sleep pattern has been interrupted, sometimes I go to bed when the sun is rising in the sky. Occasionally, I get only a couple of hours of sleep, but I get up feeling perfectly normal and well rested. However, there have been a few times when my energy dropped to 0, and my muse allowed me some well-needed make up slumber.
According to WebMD, adults should be getting 7 to 9 hours of sleep. Well, they need to inform my muse of that because she is ok with allowing me just 2 to 4 hours.
In my past life, if I got 2 to 4 hours of sleep, I would’ve been a walking zombie. It is remarkable how your passion can become the catalyst that pushes your body to unthinkable limits. Therefore, I am truly in awe of what my body is capable of doing. Sleep has now become mind over matter for me.
This is written in response to 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊.’s Weekend Prompt.
Thank you all for reading. And thank you 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊. for creating the space so that we all can revisit stages in our lives, tell our stories, grow, and heal. KTHT has been a rollercoaster, one that I don’t mind riding.
