Sleep; parents
Sep. 3rd, 2016 07:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mtbcAfter awakening this morning I quickly felt quite well and alert. Normally this would not be a surprise: I went to bed not long after 22h00 and wakefulness is typically quite binary with me: I am unconscious, then shortly afterward I am alert, bored in bed, thinking about what needs to be done. I am definitely a
In recent days though this hasn't been the case. I've gone to bed at a good time, awoken a little too early, then laid there in a semi-wakeful state where I feel as if I am awake but I don't feel like moving and strange dream-like thoughts come easily to mind. (At night I know when I am ready to fall asleep because the strange thoughts are coming easily.) It's been an effort to drag myself out of bed and it was only really after swimming a couple of lengths at the gym that I would start to feel much alert.
One thought is that I have been subconsciously troubled. I was thinking earlier this week about disposing of more of my late father's possessions, especially his guitars: he was right-handed and we are all left-handed; guitar construction is deeply chiral. I remember thinking to myself on Thursday about how I wish I could have been there for him more, but he couldn't really travel and since graduating I never lived near them. We make choices, we thus reject others, and pay the price accordingly. I wish I could be there more for my mother too but at least she is more able to travel: she is visiting for a few days next month.
morning person.
In recent days though this hasn't been the case. I've gone to bed at a good time, awoken a little too early, then laid there in a semi-wakeful state where I feel as if I am awake but I don't feel like moving and strange dream-like thoughts come easily to mind. (At night I know when I am ready to fall asleep because the strange thoughts are coming easily.) It's been an effort to drag myself out of bed and it was only really after swimming a couple of lengths at the gym that I would start to feel much alert.
One thought is that I have been subconsciously troubled. I was thinking earlier this week about disposing of more of my late father's possessions, especially his guitars: he was right-handed and we are all left-handed; guitar construction is deeply chiral. I remember thinking to myself on Thursday about how I wish I could have been there for him more, but he couldn't really travel and since graduating I never lived near them. We make choices, we thus reject others, and pay the price accordingly. I wish I could be there more for my mother too but at least she is more able to travel: she is visiting for a few days next month.
