THE SLEEP OF THE DAMNED

Most readers here know that I get up before dawn every weekday morning, at least on those days when I'm not late to work. But what you may not know is that every night I have dreams about getting up for work, or worse, not getting up for work. So far this week, I've had variations on this dream two nights in a row.

On Sunday night I didn't fall asleep until 12:30, which is way too late for comfort. And in fact, I promptly dreamt that it was time to wake up, and I shut off my alarm... and then I woke up. It was 1:30. Last night I dreamt that I was late for work — like two hours late — and then I woke up. It was a little after 3am. It doesn't seem to matter if I get to sleep by 10pm or what — I still wake up at least a couple times every night, check the clock, and count the number of hours I have left (not to mention the number of times I'll wake up again).

Some Saturdays I'll wake up, it's light, I'll look at the alarm clock, and stare at it in fear, trying to remember if this is actually the weekend. Sometimes I'll do this and it's actually Wednesday. Not too often, thankfully.

Of course, I've been out of school for nearly four years already, and I still have dreams where it's six weeks into my final term before graduation and I haven't made it to math class, thereby jeopardizing my graduation and immediate future. Or sometimes, because I actually took no math in college, Japanese class.

Boy am I ever tired.

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posted by WWB at 6:36 PM |