Is Balance Bullshit?

I'm bad at sleeping.

I really love life, so taking a break from it for eight whole hours sometimes seems like an impossible task. That's eight whole hours without laughter or human connection or the smell of the wet mud in the woods around my house. Eight hours where I don't get to explore what's possible.  

Sometimes I lay awake trying to convince myself that it's only eight hours, and it will all still be there when I wake up. Only the reality is that it won't be. Everything will be different by eight hours.  

I'm not a late-night worrier, but admittedly, I'm a late-night thinker.

Lately, I've been thinking about the concept of balance.

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