I pretty much have not been doing anything but sleep for the past week, and I've made a realization: it's really hard to put me in a bad mood when I'm not sleep-deprived.
This leads me to wonder whether modern man's growing unhappiness comes from being overworked and tired all the time.
Which subsequently leads me to wonder whether the pursuit of happiness is just a sham after all. If you ignore your own body in order to attain some external goal (that supposedly brings you happiness if you work for it hard enough), aren't you just moving farther and farther away from your desired end? Yet this is what we all do.
Anyways, I woke up this morning feeling better than I have in ages. Also, my crazy dreams have returned... you know, the ones that make no realistic sense whatsoever. I think there's a correlation somewhere in there.
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