Those Little Slices of Death
There are people out there who take sleeping for granted. I know, I've met them. These people have the ability to say "I'm going to sleep" and in the time it takes them to crawl into bed they're already sleeping. It's like they have a switch they can just flip.
I'm missing that switch. It can be really annoying sometimes. When I was in school it would get to be bed time and I'd lie there. On a good day it would only take a few hours before I fell to sleep. On a bad day I'd look at the clock and realise that in a few minutes the alarm would go off and I hadn't been able to sleep a wink.
It's not that much different these days and that leads to some really long days. Sunday night I went to bed, but couldn't sleep. Hour after hour until it got to the point that it was no longer worth it to try. So I got back up and watched a little TV until it was time to get ready for work. At first I figured I'd be alright, I just had to make it to the end of my shift and I'd plop in bed and fall right to sleep (it's usually easier when I'm exhausted). But it wasn't so easy, I had forgotten that I had a paper due for college that night. Thankfully, I finished it and then promptly fell to sleep waking up refreshed the next day.
But it's not always so easy. I'd had a similar situation only in that instance my sleep was interrupted. I had just enough sleep (four hours) so that I couldn't fall back once I'd been awoken. This lead to me staying up for another day. Some people out there complain when they only get six hours of sleep in a night. I would ask those people to try going three days with even less than that. I've gotten used to it and rarely complain until I physically can't function any more. Thankfully the longest I've ever been up is four days in a row. That's when things start getting weird. But we'll keep that story for another day.
I'm missing that switch. It can be really annoying sometimes. When I was in school it would get to be bed time and I'd lie there. On a good day it would only take a few hours before I fell to sleep. On a bad day I'd look at the clock and realise that in a few minutes the alarm would go off and I hadn't been able to sleep a wink.
It's not that much different these days and that leads to some really long days. Sunday night I went to bed, but couldn't sleep. Hour after hour until it got to the point that it was no longer worth it to try. So I got back up and watched a little TV until it was time to get ready for work. At first I figured I'd be alright, I just had to make it to the end of my shift and I'd plop in bed and fall right to sleep (it's usually easier when I'm exhausted). But it wasn't so easy, I had forgotten that I had a paper due for college that night. Thankfully, I finished it and then promptly fell to sleep waking up refreshed the next day.
But it's not always so easy. I'd had a similar situation only in that instance my sleep was interrupted. I had just enough sleep (four hours) so that I couldn't fall back once I'd been awoken. This lead to me staying up for another day. Some people out there complain when they only get six hours of sleep in a night. I would ask those people to try going three days with even less than that. I've gotten used to it and rarely complain until I physically can't function any more. Thankfully the longest I've ever been up is four days in a row. That's when things start getting weird. But we'll keep that story for another day.