Paragraph 1: Imagery

I’m sure we’ve all heard the phrase, “sleep is for the weak”. I always found it funny because those who actually believe it are probably the most sleep deprived, cranky and unmotivated people to exist. The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention demonstrates that 70% of high school students don’t get enough sleep. At the top of my head, I can’t think of one friend who succeeds in getting 8-10 hours of sleep every night. On a good night, I’ll get 9 hours of sleep and I feel like a new woman. I’m like Sleeping Beauty who just awoke from her slumber to find her prince hovering over her. I’ll wake up feeling rested. A pounding headache? Doesn’t exist. Irritable mood for no reason? Nope. Then I’ll proceed to go downstairs and make myself a hot coffee. Not because I need it, but because I want it. I’ll grip onto the warm mug and sip the juice of joy. Next, I’ll make myself a delicious breakfast. The smell of eggs cooking on the stove and toast burning in the toaster – a gourmet meal made by yours truly. I’ll then proceed to eat it in my room while I get started on completing any homework or assignments I have for that day. Now, it may seem like that morning routine is taken from a Disney fairy tale, but I swear some people are actually able to wake up feeling rejuvenated and are productive with their lives! I know, what a concept.

Paragraph 2: A first hand scene

In the room hangs abstract art. I look at the drawings to see nothing and everything all at once. I sink into the cushions on the faux-leather couch. My psychologist tells me to close my eyes. She begins telling me to focus on my breath, to be present in this moment. Her voice eventually fades and I’m left alone with my body floating in time and space. I hear the clock ticking. I feel my shoulders loosening. I see darkness with a hint of light peering through my closed eye lids. I taste the tuna I had for lunch. I open my eyes to see my psychologist looking back at me. I feel good. I feel powerful. I am clear-headed. All the anxieties and overwhelming thoughts melt away. I stand up from the couch and feel weightless, like a bag floating in the air being carried by the wind. I’m ready to take on the day.