My sleep pattern is really off — even for me. It’s stress and tension and worry and current affairs. It’s not quite 5 a.m., and I’ve been up for well over an hour.
For most of my adult life, I was a night owl. Then I entered the halcyon days of going to bed at 10 p.m. with a book and waking at 6 or 7 a.m. Then the Evil Menopause occurred, and sleep became elusive. I’m either past that or have made peace with it, but now I’m stuck on the to-bed-by-8 and up at 4 a.m. pattern. This is a problem.
It’s even more of a problem now because between 8 p.m. and 4 a.m. I’m up multiple times. For water, to pee, to stare at the screen, to stare at the wall. My mind churns, and my spirit is disturbed.
With current affairs being what they are (mayhem), I am sleep deprived. I punctuate my late afternoon with a long nap, but I don’t think I’m getting enough hours in a row. My dreams are vivid and, often, disturbing. Working, writing, and tending to life’s daily chores are hard.
I need some peace, but that seems unlikely. So. I need to learn how to navigate this turmoil. These are momentous times — I need to be sharp.
I posted the other day that I’m now working with WestVirginiaVille, a new digital magazine. I am so pleased to be a part of this.
Take a look. We are doing good work. We are doing important work.
You can go to WestVirginiaVille here.
Here is a video of my Hawaii photos from the 2017 Very Epic Mother’s Day Vacation to Oahu and Maui.
I am desperate for tranquility. The world is too much with me.
The World Is Too Much With Us