Pillow Talk

 Sleeping never came easily for Jeremy. He knew that in order to work up to his full potential, he had to be well rested but that didn't make him like it any more. Jeremy always talked about how much of a waste sleeping is- he believed that humans would be much more productive if they didn’t spend half of their lives sleeping. “Imagine how much we could all get done in that amount of time!” he would always say. And I think that’s why he was always up so late- one of the reasons at least. His mind was always running. The first time I went into his room, the first thing I noticed was the ungodly amount of notebooks he had on his desk and floor. I asked him when he had time to write so much. “While most of you are sleeping, I’m concocting plans and ideas for the future. Not only mine, but yours as well, Lydia. If I could fall asleep easily, trust me I would.” The last thing I noticed when I left his room that day was how his pillow lay there, rumpled and bunched up, and obviously used very often.