semi-random flotsam
Tired came hours ago.
Hungry, also, but I can only blame myself for that. I forgot to eat at an hour it would have made any sense at all. But there’s nothing “convenient” in the house presently and as the hours tick from small to midsized — and I’m only just getting in bed — I can’t think it’s wise to get up and begin a new whole hoopla of cooking at this stage.
Continue reading “Sleepless”I wake up as if it’s a work day. Ahead of a workday, even. I could get up and be so super productive.
Continue reading “Luxurious Laziness”The alarms were set. The work clothes were laid out. The coffee was set up and the travel mug was at the ready. The laptop was packed up and waiting – with the work shoes – by the front door.
Continue reading “Oops”I try listening to a podcast, with a sleep timer in case (a) I drift off (hopefully) but don’t want to miss the rest or (b) it proves so interesting that it keeps me up.
Sometimes I switch to a different podcast app, to listen to the Bible in a Year. Father Mike’s reading is soothing and what could be a better influence on my dreams than the Word?
But I might not fall asleep and while still being awake for a learning and prayer is good, I still hope to be asleep soon.
All the while, the sound machine tries to sooth me.
Why am I still awake?
I sleep a little over 8 hours on Friday night, and wake at a reasonable hour, but my first sense on waking is a tired confusion.
Continue reading “Still a bit off”By 7:30 I’ve met my grocery delivery, just about finished my indoor forced-march step goal, and would love to sleep. Would love to.
Continue reading “Recovery”I’m tired. Like all the time. And it’s my own fault.
Continue reading “Reversionism”I’ve been meeting my daily step goals for months. In fact I’ve generally been exceeding my daily step goals, sometimes by a wide margin, most days in the last 2 weeks. Continue reading “Slacker”
Too early perhaps.
Or disturbed by an incoming work thing. Time zones, bah. (My work phone no longer rests beside me at night, for exactly this reason.) Continue reading “Early to bed”
I’m tired when I get in, but not sleepy. I sit in the coziest corner of the couch and open the book – the steady scratch of pencils – color slowly filling the pages – is relaxing… but it does not put me to sleep. Continue reading “Up all night”
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