That's right, like any illicit relationship, mine with sleep has caused me great mental anguish. Every night when I fall asleep I think of the things I will accomplish the next day and I feel like my list is reasonable, doable, and easy. Unfortunately, when I finally awake for the first time the following morning, my list looks mountainous. So, I do the intelligent thing and revise my list to include fewer of some activities and more of another. Yes, you guessed it, I go back to sleep. So, by the time I finally drag my pathetic (and surprisingly not very well rested) butt out of bed, my ability to accomplish all of those things which I had hoped to do and which seemed so simple the night before has now been diminished by a great reduction of time. Plus, who really starts big projects at one in the afternoon? Right! No one!
And that is why regret plays a part in nearly every one of my mornings. But don't be alarmed for my mental well being - my next ritual upon awakening almost always wipes away the regret and makes me feel energized to tackle the rest of the day. Stay tuned for Part 3: How did three hours just pass while I read the days news?
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