My All-Nighter

Before Christmas, I pulled an all-nighter.

Not the fake kind where you stay up until 4am and say you stayed up “all night long.” I’m talking the kind where you honestly don’t go to sleep that night and go back to work the next day.

I was working on projects for work that needed to be done for a big conference we were having and it was hectic and I really didn’t have time, so, I stayed up. I figured, “Hey, I’m 24. I should be able to deal with it pretty well.”

I was wrong.

At 5am, I wrote a poem about my experience. Which is extra strange because I normally only appreciate poetry from a distance. But, I feel confident in my poem that I’m going to share it with you.

Untitled Poem by Bman
5am comes on the horizon,
sleep trails in the distance.
A lazy contestant in the race.
The sun peers over trees,
eyes red and body fatigued,
mind racing but faltering,
tripping over it’s own feet.
Frustration crowds the room.
Sleep fades off like the dark
because now it’s 5am.

I like that poem because I think it captures that crazy, silly frustration that builds up when you stay up when you should be sleeping. You tend to get irritated more easily by things. But, yet, you also find everything a bit funnier. Then your stomach kicks in, “Oh, yeah you jerk, you didn’t sleep last night so I’m gonna be upset all day!”

I wish I didn’t have to sleep. Like that guy in Die Another Day, with his “sleeping machine” thing. But, seriously. I get so much done in the middle of the night, but I get tired. And I hear it only gets worse from here. Bummer.

To recap: Staying up all night long, while seeming efficient, doesn’t work out in the end, and you’ll probably get “the poo’s.” So, be careful!

Have you pulled an all-nighter lately? Or did you learn your lesson? Let us know!