Remember when we used to sleep? Remember when that used to be a thing, sleeping? You had a bedtime that was before midnight, and mornings were eased into instead of being sudden painful occurrences like earthquakes or charlie-horses. Sleep was like a warm cup of tea on a snowy day, comfortable and soothing.
Remember when we used to sleep?
“O God, you are my God; I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you in this parched and weary land where there is no water. I have seen you in your sanctuary and gazed upon your power and glory. Your unfailing love is better to me than life itself; how I praise you! I will honor you as long as I live, lifting up my hands to you in prayer. You satisfy me more than the richest of foods. I will praise you with songs of joy. I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night. I think how much you have helped me; I sing for joy in the shadow of your protecting wings. I follow close behind you; your strong right hand holds me securely.” -Psalm 63:1-8