Moments

 Hate.

Its been a long day. Work, cooking, kids and what-not. I don't want to sleep but I have to.  In time, we all go to sleep. 

Like being on a boat rocking lazily on the seas. As if I were washed ashore and someone were shaking me aware. I don't want to but its urgent to come back to the living world. 

I blink very slowly. More time spent on the closed eyelids. 

And then like a shockwave, it hits - the time, breakfast, the rains, deadlines and the day's plans. Eyes wide open and I wake up a different person, forgetting my need to sleep.. just a little more.. I hate this feeling.