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Sunday, November 1, 2009

Sunday Reflections: Revel in falling back

It doesn't sound like much. One hour. But "Falling Back" for Daylight Savings is one of my favorite yearly events. When you have somewhat irritable sleep habits, like me, (or perhaps this day/night inversion issue), one extra hour to sleep, that very next day, is pure bliss.

This should indicate that "Springing Forward" is my least favorite time of year (that and those months beginning with the letter "A"...). Losing an hour when I probably wasn't sleeping to begin with upsets me greatly...

...and I'm an angry morning person. Some people need alcohol or some other substance to draw out the monster within... all I require is rising before 10AM and the she-witch is instantly released! It's actually a little disturbing... I don't mean to be nasty and, often, I won't even remember the exchange with the unfortunate soul who wakes me. But, my "witching hour" has no Abort Button that I know of.

I don't do anything greatly funny or interesting when my slumber is interrupted. I think I growl a bit. I've thrown my share of pillows. I throw books when vigorously shaken or bothered. I whine like a toddler if the covers are drawn down. That sort of thing.

I've heard that sometimes I talk just before waking... though I almost never remember this. I was once informed that I said, "Oh, give me that knife! I'll cut it!" I shudder to think what it was I was dreaming about...

I hardly ever remember my dreams. And yet, it's almost as though they hold me down, a heavy dark blanket on my brain, when I'm trying to wake up. This is how I manage to hit the Snooze Button for about two hours before my alarm clocks gives up on me. I doubt I'm ever dreaming of anything really amazing like flying, or creating a new color... I'm usually in a meeting, talking someone out of doing something stupid, hiding prophecies, etc. I don't know if I'm emotionally tied to wanting closure for these situations or what.

I do know that I'd rather be flying... (Anyone have flying dreams? I've only dreamt of flying once... I transformed myself into a Harpy and forced into exile in order to save the lives of community... YEAH...)

I'm not insinuating that Daylight Savings will give me a break from the angry, heavy sleeping, but I have remembered feeling good the second day of "Falling Back' in past years. Maybe that extra hour gives me some wiggle room to find my perfect sleeping cycle. There is some amount of time between 6.5 hours and 7 hours that actually provides for me that bizarre, rare, refreshed feeling upon waking. I am almost always unsucessful at hitting this number on the nose. I either sleep too little or too much (too much is the worst... I feel like a slug all day with too much sleep... and that's anywhere between 8 and 10 hours of downtime).

I like the darkness, maybe. Summer always screws me up because it's pretty light outside until 7 PM or so. In Fall, it starts to get dark around 5ish... and with the cold air, it gets easier to see stars at a reasonable time before going to sleep. The dark and cold is also better for my frequent headaches. I know these are the same reasons some people hate Daylight Savings at the end of the year. They need light to feel awake and alive. But, I'm a creature of the night and thrive in the sun's reflection...

...makes me seem a bit like Lanford... Mokey's Night Blooming Death Wart...

(from http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net)

My brains are mushy after the busy weekend... so, sorry to pull a "Dear Diary" entry on everyone! Please, enjoy your extra hour of sleep before returning to work tomorrow! Revel in the gift of "Falling Back!"

And in the meantime, if anyone has some interesting sleep, dream, sleep-talking, or getting-somewhere-too-early-thanks-to-stupid-Daylight-Savings-time stories to share, feel free to comment!

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