We spend a hell of a lot of time talking about waking up. On this blog, in our journals, in late-night conversations. We chase these massive shifts in consciousness, looking for the exact moment the sky cracks open, the puzzle pieces snap together, and everything finally makes sense. We read

We spend an uncomfortable amount of our lives entirely asleep at the wheel. I don't mean literal sleep. I mean the functional, eyes-open, moving-through-the-world kind of sleep. The kind where your body is present, but your mind checked out somewhere around Tuesday morning. We are incredibly good at