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First line of the first of the previous journals from yesterday was:
"For once in a long while, I woke up this morning actually feeling pretty good, rather than tired and crappy."
This morning was about as close to the polar opposite of that I could reach without being actually sick. Or dead.
I only just arrived at work about 20 minutes ago. This is because I only got out of bed around 9:30 or so. Even though I went to bed right around midnight or so, maybe quarter after at the latest, which is around an hour earlier than I went to bed the night before.
Also, no interesting dreams to speak of. This is not to say that I had no dreams at all, oh no. The dreams that I remember, however, only started after my radio came on at 7:24am. They all involved me repeatedly trying, and of course failing, to turn the radio off or to turn the volume down on it. I mean, seriously, one of the dreams actually involved me rolling out of bed, picking the radio up, and flicking the switch back and forth several times, and then despairing because the radio was still running. You'd think nightmares like that would have been enough to wake me up. If anything, ironically, it was probably the radio finally automatically shutting itself off at 9:23am (exactly 1 hour and 59 minutes after it came on) that finally fully woke me up, somehow.
I think I'm going to try to bring out one of the air mattresses that we use when family comes to visit, blow it up, and set it on top of the normal mattress on my bed. Try that for a few nights and see if it makes any difference at all.
"For once in a long while, I woke up this morning actually feeling pretty good, rather than tired and crappy."
This morning was about as close to the polar opposite of that I could reach without being actually sick. Or dead.
I only just arrived at work about 20 minutes ago. This is because I only got out of bed around 9:30 or so. Even though I went to bed right around midnight or so, maybe quarter after at the latest, which is around an hour earlier than I went to bed the night before.
Also, no interesting dreams to speak of. This is not to say that I had no dreams at all, oh no. The dreams that I remember, however, only started after my radio came on at 7:24am. They all involved me repeatedly trying, and of course failing, to turn the radio off or to turn the volume down on it. I mean, seriously, one of the dreams actually involved me rolling out of bed, picking the radio up, and flicking the switch back and forth several times, and then despairing because the radio was still running. You'd think nightmares like that would have been enough to wake me up. If anything, ironically, it was probably the radio finally automatically shutting itself off at 9:23am (exactly 1 hour and 59 minutes after it came on) that finally fully woke me up, somehow.
I think I'm going to try to bring out one of the air mattresses that we use when family comes to visit, blow it up, and set it on top of the normal mattress on my bed. Try that for a few nights and see if it makes any difference at all.
