It took a while, but sleep deprivation finally caught up on me again. I had kept myself as well-rested as possible during the summer, but summer doesn’t last forever. Before I knew it, the new school year had begun. Getting up at 6:20 a.m. nearly every weekday since, and lucky if I don’t lie awake for hours before, I’m now thoroughly exhausted, making me easily distracted, confused, and prone to crying, not to mention slow to understand and learn. Fantastic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But there is one bright side to getting up so early in the morning: it makes the day seem vast. I start work as soon as Marshall leaves for school. Consequently I finish my work in the early afternoon, and there\u2019s oodles of time left over for other things. As a lifelong fan of the “wee hours,” at first I could only resent the loss of that time. Now I understand that it has a daylight counterpart which, though not as good for creative pursuits or pondering the deep mysteries of the universe, nevertheless has its uses.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It took a while, but sleep deprivation finally caught up on me again. I had kept myself as well-rested as possible during the summer, but summer doesn’t last forever. Before I knew it, the new school year had begun. Getting … Continue reading