If sleeping is dormancy, then awakenings should be realignment with the accumulated. However, When we sleep, it is an act of pulling our ends apart, tearing, creating space inside. Like shedding our skin and known. A safe shell within which, we shiver, cuddle and comfort ourselves to a careless sleep.
When we sleep, in spite of all our tragedies, we create our heavens in our thoughts and give in to it, daring to dream still. The awakening, therefore, always feels like the beginning.