And I don't go to sleep to dream
Dec. 27th, 2008 12:07 pmSomething has changed.
Sleep has, over the past few months, been growing less and less productive as a source of solace and a renewal against the coming day. I would wake up several times during the night, and then I started having trouble sleeping my accustomed eight (or a little more when I could) hours. I was down to about six hours a night minus however long I was awake for. All I needed were some creepy hallucinations and we had the makings a a Stephen King novel.
This week, though, things have been improving. In the past few days I've managed to sleep through the night. And last night, I got a full eight hours of sleep and didn't wake up until ten. I approve of five day weekends, and think there should be more of them.
Sleep has, over the past few months, been growing less and less productive as a source of solace and a renewal against the coming day. I would wake up several times during the night, and then I started having trouble sleeping my accustomed eight (or a little more when I could) hours. I was down to about six hours a night minus however long I was awake for. All I needed were some creepy hallucinations and we had the makings a a Stephen King novel.
This week, though, things have been improving. In the past few days I've managed to sleep through the night. And last night, I got a full eight hours of sleep and didn't wake up until ten. I approve of five day weekends, and think there should be more of them.