Today's post is just a commentary on sleep.
I had a weird dream last night, by the way. I was in Japan, with my brother and Meghan. I think maybe I was visiting Meghan at her Japanese school, which happened to appear much like a confusing maze of a mall but many stories high. At some point in the story, we're supposed to be doing something but Meghan wants to stop in on this classroom. It turns out the classroom is all being cryogenically frozen for 15 years, and the experiment starts moments from now. I'm looking all around the classroom and can't find Meghan, but the place is so confusing that I can't really be sure she's not there. They're starting the freezing process, and I jump out into the hallway, not wanting to chance that she did come back out. And I ponder... did she lure me there to freeze me and get rid of me? Or did she plan for us to freeze together? Or was it a mistake, and I was not meant to be in there at all?
Back to the commentary on sleep. I had this wonderful dream because I decided to sleep in today. I do all my dreaming at the end. Sometimes I dream between every 9-minute snooze. The odd thing is, I'm usually really sleepy during the day when I get what is usually considered a good night's sleep. Well, I have done some experimenting and determined that my energy during the day follows a cycle of hours, as shown below.
So if I only sleep 7 hours, I plow through the day energetic and fierce. 8 and I'm nodding my head dumbly, but up to 10 and I'm bouncing happily through the day. Assuming the cycle repeats indefinitely, I should give 4 and 13 a try. Actually, 13 was my favorite when I was a kid, wasting away my summers.