Sleep is the dream.
Sleep is
not in the realms of reality.
Sleep is
what is required.
The last
seven months has been awful for my sleeping patterns!
I used to
be able to get plenty of sleep, these days I can float through the daylight
hours like a zombie! I have been averaging less than four hours sleep a night,
only occasionally do I get more than five and a half, then I pad about my house
like an intruder looking for something to cause mischief. I wouldn’t say that I
am tired as such just in a casual kind of a daze, thankfully I can powernap
when I travel to and from work, so that’s an average of at least one more hour,
I know I’m not really sleeping but it does help bring a little sharpness into
my focus.
I have
actually tried a few different methods to improve my sleep, none have worked so
far, it’s a ghastly nightmare especially when I have always been such a good
sleeper, I wouldn’t complain if I could have a couple of extra hours at the
weekend and by that I mean in bed asleep not like some drunken uncle in my chair
in the living room, just a little something extra to pep up my life battery so
to speak, I’ll take whatever I can get, as long as I can rest, I’m sick of
being awake at 3.30 in the morning looking for any old film to watch to fill my
time before I head off to work!
Monday was
lousy, up early got to work then around 12.30 I could feel life draining out of
me, I made the decision to go home I didn’t feel well (that’s the first time I felt
like that) thankfully fresh air perked me up, but I almost didn’t make it home I
was so worn out, I literally dropped my bag in the living room climbed the
wooden hill and was asleep as soon as I hit the mattress, I awoke 150 minutes
later not knowing what day it was, what the time was or even which planet I was
on, did I feel refreshed? Kind of, but not enough, I was praying that the
little snooze wouldn’t affect my nightly attempt, thankfully it didn’t I was
awake again 03.10 the next morning, back to being a zombie.
I’m not
really complaining, I simply have no clue as to why my body is giving me a
kicking, I’m eating healthy, had no alcohol in nearly a year, maybe that’s it I
need seven pints and massive full kebab, I doubt it, my body would wake me from
my golden slumbers at the usual time and tell me to move my bleeding arse.
Ah well it
could be worse, as long as I have my hair and my looks………………………hang on a
minute!
I will be
back soon not refreshed…………. until then Toodles!
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