There are a few open wounds that will never heal. Those wounds I think about every waking and/or sleeping moment.
This post was edited by Zack at May 13, 2020 6:11 PM MDT
Every year or so, I seem to get a neutral dream concerning my old business building that was in a somewhat bad part of town. There were various wacko types and gangs around the neighborhood. Creepy at night. I sold the place some 25 years ago, and the new owner had a nice new building put up. Yet it still bothers me that somehow I escaped that neighborhood without being robbed or even shot.
Post-menopausal hot flushes. I'm one of the unlucky ones. They wake me in a sweat - sometimes impossible to get back to sleep. Then I'm a walking zombie the next day.
Yeah. It s*cks. I've become amazingly stoic about sleep deprivation. I'm aware of how it affects immunity and longevity, but all attempts at solutions have failed. Have accepted that I'm a chronic insomniac.
It hasn’t let up since it started? (Well, I guess it’s changed a lot over the years without ever having disappeared completely. It’s probably dissipated and increased in varying degrees like the ebb and flow of the tide, right?) ~
No, I’m lucky in that I can decide what time I want to go to sleep and as long as I shutdown all my distraction 15 minutes before, I’m out and always have good sleeps.
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