Eat Sleep Repeat

My life these days

Adesh Acharya

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Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

I want to eat and sleep. That’s all I seem to want to do these days. My eyes are drowsy all the time, my mouth thirsty and belly empty. It drizzles here in Ontario one day and then it’s dry and hot the next day. On the weekends, this little downtown of Barrie wakes up but goes back to sleep on weekdays. Sleep is energy.

I yawn as I write this. I yawn as I catch parts at the factory. I yawn as I think of going fishing tomorrow. I bought a new car — an old new car — a few weeks ago but I am too scared to drive it too much. What if the car dies? I ask myself. I think I see myself in that car. I assume it wants to eat and sleep all day. What if it just wants to go…on and on and on…and it will die if it doesn’t get to go? Who can tell? The mechanic couldn’t and neither could all the people online. Some cars seem to be young forever while some get old early. When you buy an old new car, you gamble. I did too. I gambled because I thought that with a car in my life, I would have more time and mobility and I could get more reading and writing and networking done. But all I have done is eat and sleep more.

I have spent more time thinking about why, what and how I should write instead of writing. But I have glimpsed the answers to those questions only while I have written playing with that one tiny strand of hair on my mustache. Gone is…

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