Prior to 2012 I had no idea what the fuck insomnia was.
I could sleep through a heard of stampeding elephants. That blissful ignorance has been gone for quite some time now. I guess shit happens in your life and you just change.
Sometimes I have to take preemptive measures to sleep through the night. My mind runs… and runs… and runs…
- The closer to midnight it is—the better. If I fall asleep before 10, I will wake up. Guaranteed. I’ll wake up anywhere between 2-4 am. If I pick up my phone when this happens—I’m fucked. If I pick up my laptop when this happens—I’m super fucked. I’ll be up unnecessarily for hours and dragging the next day. IN THIS CASE—HI. This is my current situation. My work day will be unpleasant for sure.
- Edibles. Pros: The sleep is amazing. Cons: I can’t write on these nights. I’m absolutely sure I lose 50% of my vocabulary and have a difficult time piecing complete sentences together. I also want to eat everything in sight.
- DO NOT DISTURB. My phone is on DND for 75% of the time. I invented DND before DND was a thing. It’s rare that my phone is audible, because when that one text goes through and I check it… See point no. 1.
- AN ORGASM. No joke. No lies. Real talk. I invested in an “aid” for this a long time ago. Think Lelo, not Rabbit. I’m just saying. Still a designer over here…=p
Posted @ 3:30 AM. Shit.