One of the more intriguing (and yet frustrating) aspects of SAD in my life is that I tend to become nocturnal. I suspect that the amount of sunlight isn't enough to send clear enough signals as to what is "Day" and what is "Night". That, coupled with the intense drive for sleep during the day, gets me all turned around. This isn't something that normally happens until February, but, like everything else this time around, it has shown up ridiculously early.
If one lived alone, and isolated from the rest of the world, it would probably just be a minor inconvenience.
But I'm lying here awake, and have been for an hour, trying not to dwell on the fact that I need to be at work in four hours, and the limited amount of sleep I've had tonight just isn't going to cut it.
This may be the year I start drinking coffee.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Creature of the night.
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I don't sleep either - that's why I get so much rug hooking done. BUT, drinking coffee? Surely life is not not that bad. A good cup of tea I can understand. But coffee - might as well put a spoon of dirt in hot water. GRS
Santa bringing a tanning bed this year to cure the SAD? And coffee's good for the soul. Oh, and Gene, you're supposed to eat a peck of dirt before you die. May as well get the benefit of caffeine while getting your daily dose. I think I'm well over a peck now...
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