ahhh, tuesday

I just finished a history and system’s test and my brain is fried. But I feel very liberated. The day now feels filled with endless amounts of opportunity, probably because anything and everything seems enjoyable now that this test is over with. I have never been so on top of my school game than I have been this semester. I always have my reading done before class and have processed it, reflected, applied it…So, I really wanted this test to go well and reflect the effort I have been putting it, and I think it did. I was nervous because I began studying days in advance, which I had yet to ever do, so knew mucho information. But I haven’t been sleeping well and I realize that no matter how much of the info I know, I can never portray it very well if I do not get plenty of sleep the night before. And despite going to bed at 8:30 on Sunday to catch up on the zzzzzs, I only got a few hours of sleep that night because I woke up at 1:30 and was not able to turn my mind off until the sun came up…and as a result it was off all day. So last night I exchanged with Amy some photos to be entered into the Matrix this month for some Benedrill and Melatonin to help me sleep. After a two-hour Ultimate session, of which I played the entire time because was the only woman who showed up for my team, and a hot shower, I was out by 11:30. Waking myself up at 7:30 was very challenging. I can’t imagine what one would feel like if they took a the recommended once every 4 hours dosage of Benedrill. I would be immobile.
So, I frantically splashed my face with cold water this morning, sipped some coffee, strong as ever how Carlee likes it, stretched, tried Anything! to get my mind awake.
Now that I finally am, I feel great. People say that substances obstruct good, deep sleep because they hinder REM sleep, but I definitely had some interesting dreams last night. I had my second dream that I gave birth to a mouse. Yup, second. Weird. Need to analyze that one some more. It was a pretty intense dream though, full of very relevant feelings. Again.

But its Tuesday. I look forward to Tuesdays. 2.50 pint night at NPCC. Bridgeport IPA. It is becoming a tradition to meet the boys and have a good chat over a couple beers. Dino, Ty, Noah, Dave, Carlee, Tove, and I. We are becoming pretty close again. In fact we are going to take a giant family photos this week that we will put in gaudy gold frames and hang in our living rooms. I do love these friends and think of them as a sort of family. We have amazing times…from drinking wine and watching debates, to BBQs, DDR, karaoke, and tattoos. I will miss those Sunday morning two-hour UC breakfasts.

So, after a long jaunt of being very pleasant with those around me, I’ve been rather short and negative lately. Lack of sleep plays into it a little bit, but mostly it just comes down to not wanting to take the extra time. But I realize, again, that the little extra time and effort goes a long way for the trip down the road towards positivism.

Think I’ll take yet another step today.