I have now been experiencing unsolicited insomnia at night for three consecutive days. I usually wake up twice: once at 1 a.m. and then a little later at 6 a.m. and start thinking about all the actions that are required in my life right now (such as getting ready to backpack for a year in Peru starting in December, having my Myspace account refurbished by a professional and checking my credit card account online) and that I have no plan or hope to accomplish. I usually lose track of time during those episodes and therefore can never really determined how long they last. Did I actually sleep 2 hours or 6 hours last night? No way to tell. As it is not the first time I experience this in my short and uneventful life, I am not completely astonished with the symptoms: I am slowly becoming the East Coast Frank Chu. They aggravated today to the point that my all day was just a painful blur. Being in a state of dull floatation throughout my workday could be charming if it wasn’t accompanied by an unbelievable pain in my shoulders and some violent crimes thoughts (paerticularly when people feel necessary to mention three mornings in a row that I "look like crap"...you'll look like crap too when I'll be donme with you). Additionally, the fact that I am a little more incoherent than usual seems to unsettle people more than I would have imagined. Thank god I only have limited interaction with human beings these days and I might be able to go through the entire week unnoticed in that sad stage until the week-end. Because it only is a weekday problem, on week-end nights I drink myself to sleep very successfully.
I'm not clear on why you're more noticed over the weekend than during the week . . . this all sounds fishy to me.
Posted by: LL | Wednesday, September 13, 2006 at 04:20 PM
it's exactly what you suspect, ll, except drunker.
Posted by: kevin d. | Thursday, September 14, 2006 at 04:40 PM