Now that myspace has fallen off of the earth, and facebook isn’t the right crowd of people I would choose to submit myself to, I have chosen to enter the world of WordPress. Not really sure why, but I have a feeling this is going to help me blog a lot more than what I’ve been used to lately. Through the years of 2005-2007, I blogged so much. More than one person should, I think. But, for whatever reason the past two years have been a huge writer’s block. Somehow, I think it had to do with the most two depressing years of my life, but we’ll have to manage somehow.
I’ve been having some difficulty sleeping lately. I’m not sure what it’s related to, but I finally broke down and went to the doctor. Aside from the obvious, being overweight and coming down off a very stressful lifestyle, there’s nothing wrong with me other than I may be one of the following:
- Depressed
- Stressed
- Not breathing in my sleep correctly
Doesn’t it seem like there should be a more.. accurate answer?
They say sleep is a number of things; it restores our body to a state where we can continue living without decay, it allows the subconscious to take control of us and show us where we may end, it pries out all of your hopes and fears to display as a movie playing slowly through your life.
I think it’s a great way to pass the time.
I’m on strict orders now, by the doctor that I’ve met once in my entire life, to stay out of my bed until I fall asleep or risk losing my ‘sleep hygiene.’ That doesn’t sound too good. Apparently, doctor’s think that if you get right in bed and only use it for sleep, you are teaching your body lesson. Let me fill you in on something though, I’m not a dog that can be trained to salivate at the sound of a bell. I think my sleep issues do fall within being stressed or depressed but I’m not sure what the answer to those problems are.
Ah well. As my transformation over the winter continues I hope we can come to some conclusion as to why I can’t sleep other than those vague diagnoses.
Concordedly
