So, I probably have insomnia.
I often find myself day after day awake at absolutely ungodly hours trying to convince myself that I will either fall asleep again or that I can stay awake until about 7:00 the next evening. Well, I don't end up staying up all of the next day. Usually, the sun comes up and a switch flips indicating that it is time to fall asleep. This is fine as long it is the weekend, but there are times when I have to go to work. Oh, these days are fun. I generally either medicate or caffeinate the sleep away (all legal). By the end of the day, I am ready to crawl into bed and sleep for 24 hours. But, alas. I go to bed at about 6:30 and wake up between 2:30 and 3:00. If I make it to 4:30, that is a magical time when I usually get up, take a shower, make breakfast, and then celebrate how awesome it will be to do this every morning between now and eternity. Yeah, that doesn't happen. I end up hitting a tired wall about 6:30, to to bed, and wake up between... You get the picture.
Now, why am I up typing when I could be going to bed? I just decided to start this secret public journal. I don't have time to sleep! Thank you Mike Birbiglia for the inspiration.
Some may say that this is a terrible idea since I am a mental health professional, but hey, if my clients stumble across this on the internet, then they will at the very least know that I am a real person. These posts are going to be written in hopes that they will make someone smile. I use humor in a therapeutic setting, and it works wonders.
By the way, I am currently inhaling orange Tic-Tacs. They have a relatively gross outer shell, yet as you let them dissolve, you are hit by this tangy-tart center that keeps you going back for more!
And now, I am actually feeling a pull to the bed. I will try hard to wake up by 10:00 tomorrow morning. We'll see what happens.
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