Tag: sleeplessness
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insomnolence
It’s four-thirty in the morning. I’ve been lying awake since three. Guess I might as well get out of bed and make some coffee. We went to bed last night after running the air conditioning in the evening to cool off the house. The mid-day temperature hit eighty-eight and humidity was sauna-like, making it impossible Read.
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happy happy
I was so beat yesterday that I went to bed at 9:20 and I believe I was asleep at 9:23, maybe 9:22. That’s my best guess, anyway. I was asleep and couldn’t look at the clock. When I did look at the clock again, it was 3:28, and that was after I laid awake for Read.
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awake
I made it through the whole day and managed to stay upright somehow, even though I woke up at two in the morning when the cat started horking and couldn’t get back to sleep while he cleaned himself. Noisiest damned cat ever. How loud do you have to be to clean yourself, anyway? Pretty damned Read.
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listening
The most frustrating thing about lying awake is having to listen to everybody else sleep. The cats snore, My Darling B purrs, even the house seems to be relaxing as it settles on its foundations, creaking and popping. I’m the only one lying still and quiet. If insomnia’s good for anything, though, I get plenty Read.
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swallow
I had a little trouble sleeping when, around three o’clock this morning, various thumps and bumps around the house woke me up and I couldn’t find my way back to The Land of Nod. It happens. I thought briefly about retreating to my basement lair to search the interwebs for some noteworthy drivel to read, Read.
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wakey
Woke up at three thirty this morning. My alarm clock is set for five. When I wake up that close to the time when my alarm clock is going to start bleeping anyway, I just lay in bed and wait to see what happens. I waited for an hour before I gave up. Sort of Read.
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bloated
Started off as such a good night … After work, we stopped by Star Liquor to pick up some cool, refreshing libations for the weekend, then swung over a couple blocks to visit the Old Sugar Distillery for a snort before heading home. My Darling B was delighted to learn they were now distilling a Read.
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Wakey Wakey
God damn, I hate going to bed but not going to sleep. The weirdest thing about sleeplessness is that it’s so goddamn boring, and yet somehow not quite boring enough to make me nod off. I’ve been in staff meetings so boring that I can’t keep myself awake no matter how long I hold my Read.
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Barely here
Well, here we are again so soon. Feels as though it’s been only two or three hours since I sat here banging on the keyboard, and Hey! It has! I have no idea how much sleep I ended up getting last night – judging from the way I feel right now, ten, maybe fifteen minutes Read.
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Urp
When I slide into a bed heavy with quilts on a cold winter night and curl up for my voyage to the land of nod, the thought that runs through my head should not be: Oh crap, am I going to have a sleepless night? Because when it is, chances are pretty good that it Read.
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