Insomniac?

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The cats can sleep

Why can’t I?

Aches and pains

Husbands feet

Went to bed

Just two hours sleep!

Up with the lark?

No, awake with the bat

I’m so tired

But I don’t know what?

Where is sleep,

The arms of morpheous,

To rest a whole night

Would be glorious!

Just drank some cocoa,

More in hope

Than expectation

Of getting a few hours

Sleep

Zzzeds are needed

Tiredness exceeded

Brains a whir

Dreams

Occur….

Dawn chorus

Now I hear it stir,

Birdsong!

Liquid, mellifluous….

Earplugs

I have none

 

Sleepless again..

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Can’t sleep and I have an ear worm going round in my head ‘all I need is you, all I need is you, and all I ever knew only you’ all because I’m singing at a choir festival on Saturday and I had to learn the backing tune to our rendition of ‘only you’ by Yazoo.

I’m also panicking because I’m in another choir, also singing, but I can’t even remember the song, let alone the words, for that one. All I can remember is that it’s a song by Robert (Rabie) Burns, because it is Burns night on Saturday, when the wee Haggis is praised….

So, trying to sleep in an armchair, but I can’t get off. They recommend you don’t use screens at night, but I’m bored, listening to a little bit of Radio. Got to be out early. No doubt I will be tired out….

I will go back to bed moaning about how tired I am, to listen to snores from someone who doesn’t have that problem….

My day ran out

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Night came out and I didn’t notice, busy doing things, running out of time. Moon and stars are up and shifting sideways, sliding like quick silver across the sky. Two minutes to midnight, almost bedtime. Maybe I’ll sleep tonight. Its January but its too warm. Finding it hard to sleep without throwing the bedding off me. When I’m feeling like this I don’t want the heating on.

Still it’s good to rest. Wake up before dawn. Sleep might come. Day is done.

Awake 4. 29am

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In the kitchen, just wondering how to get to sleep. Have to wear a breathing mask at night, but when your nose is like a dripping tap things get awkward. You either push the mask aside and blow your nose, while getting the full force of the air coming through the machine like a cool hairdryer on full blast. Or you have to sit up, take the mask off fully and have a big blow, or combine it with getting a drink from the kitchen as your mouth is dry, which seems to encourage more mucus. I’m thinking of getting some hot lemon and honey again. It’s nice and soothing as my throat is sore too. Meanwhile the cat is sleeping in my chair so I don’t want to disturb him. The moon has sailed through the heavens and set and the fridge is making some weird crackling sounds. I guess I will have to listen to that for a bit in case it does something strange. I think it’s just expanding and contracting, it’s always been noisy since we got it. Now I’ve decided to pull it away from the wall a bit more so it gets better air circulation…. In the meantime the land of nod seems further away, my shoulders are tense and I need to go to an appointment at 9.15am. What’s the phrase I’m looking for? Cest la Vie? Something like that.

Better go to bed

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Better go to bed

I said

As sleep fell in my head.

Better try and sleep

And count some sheep..

Better lie down and rest,

Sleep time is the best..

Try and grab eight hours

Not wake as dawn flowers

Pink sky all lit up

My mind ready to wake up.

My world ready to break up

My life already shattered

Sleep is what mattered.

So better go to bed,

Before night has fled.

12.10.19, drawing

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Says it all really, I went to bed, then got up five times, tried to sleep, now it’s catching up with me.

So many things were going on in my mind but I couldn’t shake them off.

Day 12 of the 1″ drawing challenge so I’m a good third of the way through it. Only 19 days to go.

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Sleep, circadian rhythms….

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Dear Agony Aunt,

My sleep patterns have stayed the same for twenty years. Staying up late was to do with being awake when my husband got in from work around 1am. I would then have to get up for work in the morning so was always tired. He could sleep in later as he was on a permanent “noon” shift. Now however he goes to bed a lot earlier than me. If I go to bed early I have to read to relax and then I can nod off. He, on the other hand, must be in a different time zone to me. He goes to bed if I have to go out in the evening. The last two nights when I got in he was in bed by 9.30pm.

Great you say. But then he woke up at 2am as I was coming to bed and we ended up chatting till 4am. It was getting light.

So Dear Agony Aunt, what do I do? Eschew grown up bedtimes and go to bed early. This would have the effect of trying to get us back in sync, but I would have to miss late night TV and news. Or should I just go to bed when I want, which would at least prevent me lying in bed trying to get to sleep for hours. I’m hoping this is a phase. My hubby is getting older but he lives on nervous energy, he’s always moving and talking in the day, and it’s like his batteries have drained in the evening. Maybe I should make him strong coffee….

Another sleepless night

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Waiting for the night to turn to light,

For my breath to calm,

For the rushing noise in my ear to stop.

Anything to keep me from harm.

Let me sleep through nights eternal flight,

Let me sleep and miss the noisy road.

My lids are heavy, I start to nod

Leave earth in dreamland

But then I thud

Back into reality

Wide awake

Pull into alarmed wariness

By a noise in my head.

Awake

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I went to bed two hours early (the clocks changed on Sunday night to Greenwich mean time). So now I’m awake…it’s just after 5 am. I was shattered from rehearsing for two seperate things I’m in (only a choir member in one, and three lines in the other as well as singing in the chorus) nothing impressive, but it all takes time to learn. Somehow the rehearsals ended up on the same day, one an hour after the other. So came home, grabbed a sandwich and went out again.

Rehearsing for things can be boring, a lot of standing around if you have a minor part, or full on if you are singing to accompany a show and also going into the acting space. At one stage we have to try and intimidate the audience!

So…..I’m awake and buzzing. I’ve just had a decaff coffee, oh for the joys of cocoa..I will have to buy some. The songs we are singing are spinning, spinning, round in my head oh what a poor soul.

I’m going back to bed and hope to Dream a little dream…sounds like I still have a bit of teen spirit despite my age! Then of course I might shoop in my sleep instead of snoring as I still have this cold ? I would write some more clues to the songs we are singing, but I have forgotten…..a bit if late night/early morning amnesia I think…

Rehearsing again tonight for this weeks show..oh joy!