Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Are You an Insomniac?

Just wanted to share a fun poem by one of my favorites, Maya Angelou.  I am realizing that sometimes I have to force myself to stop writing and go to sleep.  Otherwise, I end up resembling a caveman and grunting at people.  Not very pleasant.


There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful. 

Maya Angelou

I read an interesting article about how E.M. Cioran never slept and counted insomnia as a blessing.  You can find it here.
Would you consider insomnia a blessing in disguise?