I feel like complete shit as I write this. Most people have an alarm that tells them to wake up including me. But I also have an alarm on my watch that tells me to go to sleep. It is set for 10 p.m. because I am an early riser getting up between 2 and 3 a.m. I need the 10 o'clock alarm because I become so engrossed in my projects that I forget to go to sleep. Last night, I ignored that alarm to sneak in an extra hour and a half. I am now paying for that lack of discipline this morning.
I have a love/hate relationship with sleep. I enjoy sleeping as much as the next person, but I have a bad habit of wanting to cram more into my day when that just isn't possible. I feel good knowing that I enjoy my life so much that I always want to be in it. Depressed people sleep excessively because they fundamentally hate their lives and want to escape them. But I need to accept my limitations.
I'm going back to bed for a catnap.
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