Aug 23, 2017 11:50
It's amazing how much better I feel when I get more sleep. I know this might sound very, "Well, DUH, Kevenn!" but sleep and I have never been easy companions. Even when I was a small child, I remember most nights, lying awake in my bed. One night, I remember staying awakw all night, just telling myself stories and quietly singing songs to myself.
I was super tired yesterday. We stayed up a little later finishing off The Defenders on Netflix, and boy, did I feel it. But instead of my usual stubborn "Seal down the hatches, man the torpedos, and give me ramming speed!" approach to sleep loss, I decided to maybe try being sensible for once. Oh, I still worked out when I got home, but I started getting ready for bed around ten - to give myself the option of falling asleep when I wanted to. Amazingly, I ended up closing my eyes befroe 11:30, which meant I nearly got 7 hours of sleep last night. For me, that's HUGE.
Realistically, I don't see it as a new normal. Going to be that early - well, I get nothing done, and then I don't feel like I am being who I am, but it's nice to know that I *CAN* do it. And it's nice to not feel like that big pile of triceratops poop that was in Jurassic Park - only lit on fire. I'm defintely not operating in "Huge Flaming Pile of Shit" mode today. Yay.