Golden Lucy’s Spiral Notebook, and her post about insomnia reminded me that back in December, I had started a post about going to sleep and never finished it. Other things on my mind, I guess.
Says Golden Lucy:
My family assured me that not sleeping wouldn’t kill me, but if the situation didn’t change, they would. Clearly we needed a plan. First, there would be no more conk-out pills.
Well, when I was young, mainly before my daughter was born, I was never sleepy when it was time for me to go to bed if I wanted to be able to get up in the morning and go to work. If I did go to bed, I turned and turned in my bed and fell asleep around four o’clock in the morning and when the alarm rang at six, I was in the middle of deep sleep and had trouble getting up.
n those days, I taught at Creil, fifty kms north of Paris, and took a train at 7 a.m. for a half an hour ride. Once, I fell asleep, missed the Creil stop and woke up two stops further! I was so sure the train hadn’t stopped at Creil; but when I asked my fellow travellers about it, they said that it had indeed stopped, but that I was fast asleep.
I took sleeping pills then and remember having horrible dreams.
After my daughter’s birth –I was forty by then– insomnia subsided. Maybe just because having a baby and taking care of her made me tired enough to sleep 😉
ne of the things I thoroughly appreciate in being older and retired is the fact that I can go to bed whenever I like. All my life, I have been a night owl, and tried to fight it. As I had to go to work early, I always forced myself to go to bed before midnight, which doesn’t mean that I was able to sleep right away. The result was that I constantly felt exhausted.
Not any more. 🙂
I go to bed when I feel like sleeping, most of the time around 2 o’clock in the morning and wake up around 9 o’clock and really enjoy this. Sometimes, when I go to bed earlier, I wake up in the middle of the night, around four o’clock in the morning, and since I don’t have to worry about getting up two hours later, I just get up, fiddle around with my photos or my blog and when I feel sleep coming back, I just go back to bed.
Ever since I stopped taking sleeping pills, I have also stopped having nightmares. Isn’t growing old nice in some respects?
I took this photo in Normandy at Hermival-les-Vaux zoo back in August 2005.
Have a closer look at Sleeping Beauty’s face.
Nothing to do with sleeping or sleeping beauties, but don’t miss Donald M. Murray’s Alone with my thoughts, I recall old joys while discovering new ones in the Boston Globe. His columns always stirr a lot in me.
Have a peek at Steve Garfield and Ronni Bennett at SXSW Conference in Austin, Texas