I did not take this picture last night...
I was up until 4 in the morning last night in pursuit of sleep. I’m fortunate in that my insomnia is infrequent at best, two or three nights in a year. It doesn’t make the experience any more enjoyable but I can work with what I have and plan on caffeination the next day as necessary.
But there are two aspects of it that drive me absolutely buggy.
1. Bad Comedy
In the middle of a sleepless night, I feel a huge disconnect between my brain and my body and any attempt to clear that gap turns into a lame comedy act. Call it “Abbott and Lassie”.
Am I thirsty?
Woof!
Is it too cold in my bed?
Arf!
Was it something I ate?
Woof!
Third base!
It’s something, always something, but I will be damned if I can figure out what “it” is. I toss and turn for hours before I give up, call in dead to work and get up. That’s where the second frustration comes in.
2: I’m so busy, my head is spinnin’…
Last night I booted up my computer, loaded up my burlesque “annual” and hoped for the best. Two hours later I finally started yawning, but not before finishing up the layout for two more shows, deciding to cut another so I had a bit more space and cut four pages so I didn’t feel quite so overwhelmed by the project, at least at four in the morning.
I guarantee you that the next time I sit down to this, when I’m well rested, I’ll spend a lot of time just fiddling around with nothing, playing games and generally being completely unproductive.
Let’s hear it for working without distractions. And let’s wish I could do it more often without having to wait for another sleepless night.
