Going to bed used to be so easy. Climb on a mattress and be sound asleep as my head hit the pillow. Now – not so much. Now, after using the bathroom, and turning out the lights, I will try my left side. Then my right side. Stick one leg out over the covers. Maintain the one leg out, then flip onto my belly with my left check pressed to my pillow. Then flip slightly to press my right check into the pillow instead, with an open adjustment of my hips. Feel a slight strain in my neck. Readjust the whole pillow set up. Close my eyes – and wait. Eventually a heaviness comes over me, and I think to myself, if I stay put I will sleep. But if for some reason I need to pee, or worse, then I’ll wake up entirely, and have to restart the process from the very beginning. What used to be instantaneous is now a thirty plus minute endeavour. Good grief.
Good lord do I love that onset of heaviness. It’s like teleporting straight to the future. Unless I’m troubled by night terrors, upset guts, or insomnia. One night of wee hour waking isn’t an issue. But if it happens again? Well now I have a pattern, and that will be my life for days or weeks on end. I hate that. I really, really hate interrupted sleep for no better reason than my body has developed an unruly schedule which I am now a hostage of. How unfair. How disappointing. How dare you! Got’sta haves my sleep homie! Not cool.
This is day 400. Ta-da! Made it. Now what? I had been thinking about an insightful piece to mark the occasion, but I wrote it in a fit of pique a couple of nights ago. So that went out the window. Was thinking about a short story idea last night, but it didn’t grab me enough to write it. And now that thread is gone. At least for the moment. It’s early, and I’m tired. Could come back to me. Probably will as I stand in line to cash out at the grocery store later on this morning. Such is life. Speaking of which, best get moving.
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