Great. It is 4 in the morning and I have been tossing and turning for hours.
It took me a while to have a somewhat proper sleeping pattern. I have nagged about my wacked up sleeping problem, maybe several years ago. I asked my doctor for help. I tried sleeping pills, which helped a lil at first but eventually had no effect on me anymore.
There was this one tip that I heard from several sources. I was skeptical at first. But it was basically to try and go to bed before midnight. Preferably at maybe 9.30 in the evening.
And I was like; “WTF, I am not an elderly. I am not a child? Why go to bed this early?”
But you know what? I tried it. And oh what grace I found finally, going to bed at more proper hours and eventually being able to sleep better. It actually worked!
But not for long. Yup. Things changed this year. I don’t want to blame the Covid. But I don’t know what else to blame it on. So let’s blame on the darned fact that I work from home since February and that my motivation to venture outside the house has become somewhat non existing. All because of Covid.
I try to look for assistance through modern technology.
“Hey Google, I feel tired. What should I do?”
“Have a nap in the afternoon” they said.
“It will help making you feel less tired” they said.
Well that was a swell idea! I am tired but cannot fall asleep, because apparently something inside me thought that nap was plenty of sleep.
“Then read something” they say.
“Or, count sheep” they say.
You know, never in my life have I ever fallen asleep while counting sheep. And when I start reading something, or watching something, eventually I always will have me binging it until I’ve not just reached the end of the story, but will also have looked up background input. Which will lead me through the rabbit hole, tumbling down something totally different than what my original search was supposed to be.
YouTube, who the fudge told you to shove that random video about silverfish in my face? What the hell? Why am I clicking it? Why am I watching this? Oh holy creamer I think I threw up a little in my mouth. Why am I still looking at it, though? And why the fudge can I not just press the x button?
* sigh *
Wait, where was I going with this? What point was I trying to make? Honestly, I don’t know. I’m just a lil annoyed by myself for still being awake.
God, I could use a smoke. A nice shot of nicotine, that seems rather swell right about now… I could just get out of bed, head to the backyard and smoke..
Right. Where did my trail of thought go?