Now I'm as fond of irony and paradoxes as anyone, but this one's just irritating. Let's start from the beginning, yeah?
As I mentioned last time, Saturday was club night and went quite late. This would've been fine, were it not for father's day brunch at 11:00 the next morning. So, not a lot of sleep, and then we're into my work week. I'd get better sleep if I could stop watching Comedy/Teletoon until 2:00 AM, but it seems I can't. So the first day I had to properly sleep in was today... or, I suppose, yesterday. Thursday, in other words. And I planned to enjoy it, too... even skipped the 1 AM Futurama to get a jump on it. Asleep by 2, up at noon, it should've been just the decadent wad of rest I've been needing all week.
And so of course, my body betrayed me. 5:00 rolls around and I'm awake for no gorram reason. And now for the paradox: I'm not fully awake, just awake enough to know I'm lying in bed and not properly sleeping. But in the back of my head I'm still dreaming. Which is very distracting. So at this point, I am being kept awake by my own dream. That's right, I can't get back to sleep because my dream (a blend of Deadwood and Civilization 3... what I spent my day doing at work) is keeping me awake. Like I say, I enjoy irony and paradoxes... but come on. Finally I woke myself the rest of the way up, and was thus able to resume sleep. Which is good, 'cause those mornings when I wake up hours early and know for a fact that I won't get back to sleep until 30 minutes before my alarm? Those suck.
I thank you for putting up with some rambling sentences in that last paragraph.
When you have insomnia, you're never really awake, and you're never really alseep.
-The Narrator
As I mentioned last time, Saturday was club night and went quite late. This would've been fine, were it not for father's day brunch at 11:00 the next morning. So, not a lot of sleep, and then we're into my work week. I'd get better sleep if I could stop watching Comedy/Teletoon until 2:00 AM, but it seems I can't. So the first day I had to properly sleep in was today... or, I suppose, yesterday. Thursday, in other words. And I planned to enjoy it, too... even skipped the 1 AM Futurama to get a jump on it. Asleep by 2, up at noon, it should've been just the decadent wad of rest I've been needing all week.
And so of course, my body betrayed me. 5:00 rolls around and I'm awake for no gorram reason. And now for the paradox: I'm not fully awake, just awake enough to know I'm lying in bed and not properly sleeping. But in the back of my head I'm still dreaming. Which is very distracting. So at this point, I am being kept awake by my own dream. That's right, I can't get back to sleep because my dream (a blend of Deadwood and Civilization 3... what I spent my day doing at work) is keeping me awake. Like I say, I enjoy irony and paradoxes... but come on. Finally I woke myself the rest of the way up, and was thus able to resume sleep. Which is good, 'cause those mornings when I wake up hours early and know for a fact that I won't get back to sleep until 30 minutes before my alarm? Those suck.
I thank you for putting up with some rambling sentences in that last paragraph.
When you have insomnia, you're never really awake, and you're never really alseep.
-The Narrator
Kisses