i noticed in the last year, while my insomnia was pretty much under control, that i got a lot less done in each day - probably because each "day" was a few hours shorter. but they were so much more comfortable days! i think it's just being sick that's making me unable to sleep again this week. i've not been this fevery this long in years. i worked multiple jobs and made more money back when i didn't sleep. and while i was busy making money, i wasn't busy spending it, so that worked out pretty well too. i burned up lots of energy jittering around all night, so i got to eat more without worrying too much about it. plus, the super padded resume from all the extra working looks nice.
the cons, well, they're pretty much all physical. tiredness, dark circles, day-after headaches, slap-happy silliness (that one can be a pro too, in the proper context). i used to get dehydrated and get stress ulcers from lying around at night trying to sleep and worrying about stuff.
was/is the discomfort worth it? probably not. i love sleep. i love that my bedroom is just that, a room with a bed in it. no tv, no books, no nothing. just me and snoozing. i love lying down with that drowsy feeling - and knowing that it will work this time! that i'll stay relaxed and ahhhhhh. it is awesome.
so i guess that means, please don't wake me up in the morning, so that i can catch up from being up tonight.
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