Entry 40: The Land of Dreams

Entry 40: The Land of Dreams

I was talking with my mother awhile back about family matters, and one of the talking points was about my childhood. She mentioned that I used to be a sleepy baby, in which I always wanted to sleep even after I had a full night's rest.

I had an epiphany moment when I learnt that sleeping was my greatest need in life.

I always knew my younger brother was a big eater; I always make fun of him for being a "fatty" and having "fat" ankles. The irony in all this is that he is as skinny as me, but he eats like a monster. When my mom told me that he loved to eat as a baby, I also realized that eating was his need in life.

In light of all this, I admit that I enjoy sleeping. During the weekends I'll sleep until 1pm, not because I'm tired or didn't get enough rest, but because I love to sleep.

The sound of the alarm clock is the bane of my existence. It ruins my sleep, and I often set my alarm in three different times so I trick myself into thinking that I am getting an extra hour of sleep when I hit the snooze button.

I even revolve my morning schedule to get the most amount of sleep. I count how much time is necessary for showering, grooming, and getting ready for work. Sometimes I skip breakfast to get more sleep. I think in high school I hardly ever ate breakfast.

The worst thing ever is having to wake up earlier than normal. I can get 8+ hours of sleep by going to bed early, but I'll always despise having to wake up early. It's mostly a mental thing that makes me think waking up early is unpleasant, but sleep is ingrained into my very being.

A sense of accomplishment is also integral to my existence. Even though I love to sleep, I hate naps. They make me feel like I'm wasting the day, which is another reason why I also stay up late.

This weekend I am going to work on a secret film project that will secretly help my secret college friend achieve his secret requirements of applying to a secret graduate school.

Sorry for the secrecy, but I find it more funny than it should be.

My friend has a local cafe reserved for a day, and he wants to film as much possible in that one day, so crew is required to show up early for setup at 7:30am.

7:30

In the morning.

On a Saturday.

While I understand his need for an early start, I also hate myself for agreeing to a morning shoot. This means I have to wake up by 6am! That's insane! I get up for work at 8am!

In spite of my burning abhorrence for the break of dawn, I am also compelled to work on a project that requires my assistance. As I loathe the morning, my eagerness to work with someone's passion is a thrill and easily overcomes the morning pain.

Fast forward to Saturday, the morning setup wasn't that bad. Tech problems are a given, but hopefully we can record everything within two days.

 
Film setup...

Film setup...

Entry 41: The Power of Light

Entry 41: The Power of Light

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