Happiest time of my life?

the time when I open my eyelids. pulling myself out of slumber.

no memory of time, no date, no day.
no names, no work, no problems.
no good, no bad.

less than 10 seconds, before everything comes flooding back.
A few seconds of blissful oblivion to anything that happened or will happen.

I pull my eyelids open every morning, just for this moment of blankness.
If it weren't for this, I would have long stayed down under without surfacing to this harsh world of poison.