Something I didn’t learn about myself until I was an adult: I don’t actually like relaxing.
I like being idle. But I don’t ever power down. If I do, if I’m ever less than hyper-alert, I get uneasy.
I imagine being trapped in a spider’s web might be pretty relaxing, but it’s not for me.
I don’t know a single person who’d describe being trapped in a spider’s web as “relaxing”, because animals and insects trapped in a web are prey. What’s relaxing about being prey?
It sounds like you fight sleep every night (or day). You only fall asleep instantly when you lose, and you don’t wake up so much as snap awake.
Nah, I go to sleep easily and don’t fight it, but you are right that I do wake up instantly.
This is a pretty accurate look at how I also feel about it, and was what got me pondering it yesterday.
It quotes Rand, alas, but is still how I feel for the most part.