Last year I was tired. Every waking moment I wanted to collapse until the elements took care of me. I had no reason to be tired. Four hours of sleep would leave me in a daze, but 9 hours would have no different effect on me. I could hibernate away months, perhaps even my whole life, and I would still wake up groggy and grumpy without any motivation to escape this trance.
But it wasn't sleep that was the problem. I was hibernating my life away as I walked though it. Yet I wasn't even walking through it, I was shuffling. Just getting through it. I was living the same thing day by day and I couldn't take it anymore.
This is why, as a college student, I beg others to get involved on their campus. Now being involved in several writing outlets, choirs and my fraternity, the only fatigue that I feel is from pushing myself hard through everything that I am involved in, and it is a fatigue that i could not welcome more. There is no sleep more satisfying than sleep rewarded after a long day's work. My bed went from feeling like a prison to feeling like a wonder of the world. I honestly do not get my eight hours of sleep, and I wish I could, but the work ethic that I have created just in these past few weeks is fair enough of a trade for me.
The truth is, honestly, there isn't enough time in a college day to get eight hours of sleep, socialize, do homework, attend classes, exercise, eat... This is just a list of the tasks i find myself in every day of the week.
Obviously, we have to eat, so ridding myself of that is off the table. I feel like exercise goes hand in hand with eating, as well. The "Freshmen Fifteen" is no joke. The fifteen pounds that freshmen are supposed to gain are like mud to trudge through. "I'll just eat this greasy food today, It will be fine." Suddenly we look at our feet and cannot see them, because the mud we walked through was really quicksand.
I could also give up my fraternity, but is that something I am willing to give up? My fraternity has given me some of the happiest moments in my life. A topic for another article, positively, but I will sacrifice a few hours of sleep to live through these happy moments.
Anyways, all of this that goes on really does attribute to a more energized outlook on life. My schedule is busy, yes, but busy with purpose, not naps and sitting around. I have things to do, and times set aside to do those things. Even days that are busy from 9:00 in the morning to 11:00 at night seem a little short to me at times. I want to do more. I want to be productive.
The key to productivity is involvement, and involvement with several different activities that do not correlate. Try something new. You never know where it could lead you, and It will always create an experience, good or bad. Keeping your mind steadily chugging along the tracks of productivity will keep the wheels from rusting.
