I need medication for my sleep deprivation
Consonant reader,
No, please stop me if you've heard this one before... But have you heard about the dyslexic agnostic amnesiac?
He stayed awake at night wondering if there really was a dog.
Haw haw boom-boom! ..But joking aside and seriousness dragged into play for a sweet second, I've not been sleeping well. This whole week so far has been a bad one for me. I lie down at a reasonable time and try to get off to sleep. For about half an hour, my body is tricked into thinking its going to sleep. My eyes shut then open again as I pull the covers off because I instantly get too hot. My eyes shut again and I then breathe in and out a little deeper.
I might start to think about the days events, might reflect on any things that may be on my mind, things I'm worried about, things I'd wish I could remember or things I'd rather forget, things I love and things I want to stand well clear of. In this mess of thoughts I seem to think this is the soft dreamy corridor that I'll glide down to entice me into a deeply delicious and sumptuous movie-star sleep, the like of which Sleeping Beauty never had.
And then BOOF! I'm wide awake again! Something inside snaps and I'm out of the dream- world and back into the realm of night. I begin to panic because I start to think of all those people who all around the country, went to bed after me, then went to bed themselves and who are now FAST ASLEEP! Oh god! I've been left behind! Again! I bolt upright, mutter some random comment to the opposite wall ("..Wha' yu lookin' a' yu stoopid blurdy.. wall...") and lie back down again.
My sleep then takes a good 3 hours or so to reach its final short lived conclusion letting me get up at around 5.30 which I usually do without the help of a frigging alarm clock.
At school, I find this impinges greatly on my work. When I ask for a pupil to give their answer, they will answer me. As they are doing so, and talking back to me, I will begin to yawn as if I didn't really give a shit what they were saying to me. Also just when people talk to me in the staffroom I can't help but yawn. Its not because they're boring! I'm just physically depleted of any va-va-voom, and it shows...
What the sweet lordy fuck is-a-going-on-here? I need to put my finger on whatever it is I'm concerned about, but it could be anything.. I mean, I'm off to Croatia on Sunday, maybe its that?
Maybe I've got Croat- related anxiousness all over me?
Maybe I'm secretly fearing this holiday but won't admit it.
Maybe its the food I'm eating?
Well, no. I've been eating nothing odd in the past few weeks, you know like Roast Wolf or Baked Penguin.
I don't know. I just haven't a clue..
Any advice would be sweet, as I am obviously being troubled by some unseen phantom menace and therefore I need a new hope here people.
B x
No, please stop me if you've heard this one before... But have you heard about the dyslexic agnostic amnesiac?
He stayed awake at night wondering if there really was a dog.
Haw haw boom-boom! ..But joking aside and seriousness dragged into play for a sweet second, I've not been sleeping well. This whole week so far has been a bad one for me. I lie down at a reasonable time and try to get off to sleep. For about half an hour, my body is tricked into thinking its going to sleep. My eyes shut then open again as I pull the covers off because I instantly get too hot. My eyes shut again and I then breathe in and out a little deeper.
I might start to think about the days events, might reflect on any things that may be on my mind, things I'm worried about, things I'd wish I could remember or things I'd rather forget, things I love and things I want to stand well clear of. In this mess of thoughts I seem to think this is the soft dreamy corridor that I'll glide down to entice me into a deeply delicious and sumptuous movie-star sleep, the like of which Sleeping Beauty never had.
And then BOOF! I'm wide awake again! Something inside snaps and I'm out of the dream- world and back into the realm of night. I begin to panic because I start to think of all those people who all around the country, went to bed after me, then went to bed themselves and who are now FAST ASLEEP! Oh god! I've been left behind! Again! I bolt upright, mutter some random comment to the opposite wall ("..Wha' yu lookin' a' yu stoopid blurdy.. wall...") and lie back down again.
My sleep then takes a good 3 hours or so to reach its final short lived conclusion letting me get up at around 5.30 which I usually do without the help of a frigging alarm clock.
At school, I find this impinges greatly on my work. When I ask for a pupil to give their answer, they will answer me. As they are doing so, and talking back to me, I will begin to yawn as if I didn't really give a shit what they were saying to me. Also just when people talk to me in the staffroom I can't help but yawn. Its not because they're boring! I'm just physically depleted of any va-va-voom, and it shows...
What the sweet lordy fuck is-a-going-on-here? I need to put my finger on whatever it is I'm concerned about, but it could be anything.. I mean, I'm off to Croatia on Sunday, maybe its that?
Maybe I've got Croat- related anxiousness all over me?
Maybe I'm secretly fearing this holiday but won't admit it.
Maybe its the food I'm eating?
Well, no. I've been eating nothing odd in the past few weeks, you know like Roast Wolf or Baked Penguin.
I don't know. I just haven't a clue..
Any advice would be sweet, as I am obviously being troubled by some unseen phantom menace and therefore I need a new hope here people.
B x