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The Art or Bitch or Whatever of Sleeplessmess - or I'm off to a Good Start 1/3/2015 10:29:21 AM
A look at the causes and effects of sleep deprivation I meant to write sleeplessness and have already made a mess out of this post about the experiences and effects of sleep deprivation.
Welcome to the holidays when regular sleep just isn’t a thing, not that it ever really is for me.
Hey, I’ve been deprived my whole life, often, not totally unlike now, of sleep. It makes it hard to think crooked. Straight, I meant straight, I swear I did. You see what I mean? I mean, what do you want, I’m only operating on two hours and some odd minutes of rest, and I’m been doing so the whole day through (and the night before that was worse yet), when like any, I’ll say normal, person I need about twice that amount to be fully automated. This whgole sengtence is being writen wiyh my eyex closed and numb fingers,and boy can’t you tell I can now sort odf, not really, see with one blurred eye half opened. What the f*** was that? – is what I’ll bet that you’re thinking – I know that I am. Anyway, once to the market, twice removed, three times a lady, where was I? Was anyone paying attention, because I sure wasn’t?! Incoherent? I’ll show you incoherent! You want a post; I’ll give you a post, by golly, and tie you to it, and goodnight -
I’m awake! Who said I wasn’t awake, was it the shadow figures closing in on me from the corners of my office or the fibers of the carpet beneath my feet which are crawling up my legs? I’ll fend the bulk of vile creatures off for as long as I can.
Red Bull break! (and if anything should happen to fall into the glass that I’m going to pour it into w/ it, oh well)
It takes the brain a full hour to wake-up when it has something to wake-up from, and when it doesn’t that’s all the worse, which is why I try not to sleep any too much when I have a choice in the grey matter, which often I don’t. On more than one occasion I’ve been up for a couple of days straight. Crooked, I meant crooked, I swear I did. Wait, what, is that right? Yeah, ok. Not everyone can handle the kind of pressure which this entails. It can crack your sky and your skull even, what the hell amI WRIting/? like an eggshell. What screws w/ me the most is not long periods w/out sleep, but long periods w/ short periods …….. is that enough? Yeah, that’ll do. Ha! Ha! (sounds of laughter for those of you watching this with the subtitles on) where was I, let me see here, alright than what screws w/ me the most is bouts of pretend sleep. I can stay awake forever if I just never close my eyes.
Forgetting about working and partying and family issues, the like of like holidays bring for example, sometimes my old foe insomnia simply pays me a visit and won’t leave and I toss and turn and count sheep backwards and forward and sideways into the millions and play whatever other games or employ whatever other tricks to try and bring forth sleep or cause boredom and nothing helps, and, and, and, z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z
Wow, what’s the deal w/ that?! I don’t readily remember most of it, but whatever, I’m going to bed.
