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magidSome days, it is so easy to write about small amusing incidents, or how the world looks through me-colored glasses (as it were), or quirky thoughts, or well-thought-out rants, or almost anything. Everything flows, and sometimes I even find out new things about myself as it does.
The other days wait, though, the days of not enough sleep night after night, of stupid food choices making the lack of sleep worse, and it's impossible to write about anything interesting, since nothing seems interesting at all. Things are flat, not because anything is bad, but because there is no energy.
Really, the best thing would be to go get some sleep. Naps are iffy, though. Will there be enough time for me to drift off to sleep and not be concerned with waking up in time for the next thing (if not, the sleep will be of poor quality, and I will wake up muzzy and cranky and having drooled, of course). Is it too hot or too bright to sleep (see above). Is there too much I think I should be doing, though I know that there's nothing I really would be doing, since all I can actually accomplish is sleep. Etc. A nap helps, but a solid night's sleep, actually being asleep at a reasonable hour (not reading in bed until sometime I'd rather not know when it is), is so much better.
When I'm tired, I not only have a shorter fuse towards crankiness, I am also more boring and flat.
I hope getting together with friends will distract me from thinking about it this way, and perhaps that will be enough to change things...
i
The other days wait, though, the days of not enough sleep night after night, of stupid food choices making the lack of sleep worse, and it's impossible to write about anything interesting, since nothing seems interesting at all. Things are flat, not because anything is bad, but because there is no energy.
Really, the best thing would be to go get some sleep. Naps are iffy, though. Will there be enough time for me to drift off to sleep and not be concerned with waking up in time for the next thing (if not, the sleep will be of poor quality, and I will wake up muzzy and cranky and having drooled, of course). Is it too hot or too bright to sleep (see above). Is there too much I think I should be doing, though I know that there's nothing I really would be doing, since all I can actually accomplish is sleep. Etc. A nap helps, but a solid night's sleep, actually being asleep at a reasonable hour (not reading in bed until sometime I'd rather not know when it is), is so much better.
When I'm tired, I not only have a shorter fuse towards crankiness, I am also more boring and flat.
I hope getting together with friends will distract me from thinking about it this way, and perhaps that will be enough to change things...
i