Sleep, Interrupted

Last night, I slept in patches. And rubbish patches at that.

Since we entered the hot spell of the year, it’s become a regular thing that I go for a “nap” at around ten and wake up in the middle of the night, often unable to yank myself up from sleep and brush my teeth. So instead I just lie there all night, jerking conscious every two hours but never actually moving.

With the light on, still in my clothes and the computer still running. It’s a pretty dignified way to relax, yeah. I blame the hot weather, making me feel tired and pass out at strange intervals. The single beer I drank earlier in the evening may not have helped.

And I was going to write another blog post for this site last night, had I not been so busy sleeping. So instead you’re getting this, which I’ve tossed off rather quickly (as you may have guessed).

Of course, sleep is theoretically a good thing, I probably don’t get enough of it. And normally I trick myself out of getting more through coffee or sheer willpower. But in the sticky months, I’m sure it’s possible to get a bit too much. I mean, I almost had eight whole hours there, which is psychotic.

Plus, it feels like I’m half-arsing it rather. If I’m going to sleep, it’d be nice to have the option of changing into pyjamas and turning out the light, rather than waking up confused and slightly sticky. (No, not like that, you sickos.)

Also, I now don’t feel especially rested. So, if I’m going to try and bend this into advice, I guess it would be… if you feel really tired, consider just going to bed. Instead of having a “quick rest” that lasts all night.

Still, the day won’t stop merely because I’m utterly unprepared for it. At least I have managed to produce a blog entry of almost-normal length…