I woke up early this morning and found myself propped up on my elbow and spitting repeatedly on my pillow. I then realized that I had just been doing this in a dream. As far as I know, I’ve only sleepwalked once, but I’ve never heard of sleepspitting. Gross.
That’s when I woke up this morning. I went to bed around 12:30 AM. My body is dumb. The upside is that I got quite a bit done this morning before work. I want to try getting up regularly two or three hours earlier than usual to see if that makes any lasting impact on my productivity. I’ve never been a morning person, so I won’t hold my breath.
My sleep schedule was shifted back by about three hours for a couple weeks following my Nicaragua trip. I woke up wide awake at about 6 a.m. and I felt sleepy at about 11 p.m. I’m now back to my regular night owl hours. I’ve traveled to other time zones before, but this was unprecedented. I think my trip caused it, but I don’t know how. I was amazed at how easy it was to get out of bed when I woke up wide awake.
There’s a condition that afflicts many innocent, hard-working people around the world every day. Its victims suffer from light sensitivity, disorientation, lethargy, sleep deprivation, and depression. There is no cure, but some drugs temporarily alleviate its symptoms. Many people manage to live somewhat normal lives through proper treatment. I’m referring, of course, to waking up before 9 AM, which I had to do all this week and expect to continue doing until my body gives out.