"I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche
I was working for this big 24 hour race thing that comes to town, it's called the Death Race and it's internationally famous among the racing community. My dad's the head of security, so he put me in an oversized yellow coat and plopped me down in a chair by a gate with a walkie talkie and a book, that was a boring day. Everyone who's moved away from town comes back for the Death Race, the locals treat it like a big reunion party, so yeah for the next two days I was pretty much just all over the place.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
Oh so would I, but I'm always the first up. So, in the greatest tradition of winders the world over, I flip the usual morning grumps and sing this tune whilst clattering the dishes. Wahey!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLhtvUU64xc
When I was struggling with depression last year, and early this year, waking up in the morning became some sort of hell. I'd often sleep for 10-12 hours, and wake up feeling like I hadn't slept a minute.
Now that life's coming together, it's getting easier to get out of bed. I'm still sluggish and half dead until I have my morning coffee and cigarette, though.
Me too. I usually pop out of bed around 5:30 - 6:00 am and greet the coming day with a cheery "Hello Day, Glad to me you".
ok, maybe I just wake up around 5:30 - 6:00, but I am always the first one up. Even in college I'd stay out until all hours of the night and I'd still wake up early, at least by 7:00.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
^Funny you should mention cold nations. I read somewhere that Canadians sleep more in Winter, it's our biology because the darkness lasts much longer (the sun rises at about 9am and sets at about 4pm). That's true for me, I sleep for about ten hours in the winter, any less and I feel sick. I can't go for more than 24 hours without sleep without getting sick either. In the summer I wake up after about eight hours on a normal sleep pattern, and if I have to stay awake I can do 24 hours without even feeling it and can last for days before getting sick.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
^ I can tell ya that also holds true for those of us who grew up in southern latitudes and then moved north. (I lived in Alaska a while back) Driving into work at 5 or 6 in the morning during the summer I’d be anxious because the sun was already high in the sky and my subconscious told me I was late. In the winter, by contrast, I’d be fat-dumb-and-happy driving in at noon.
Uhhhh...
Hard to tell, because I just get up, that's all. If that happens at 5 am, (during the week), or a bit later (weekends) is of no significance: It is the waking up part that is the near death experience... Apparently, the morning paper cushions it a bit. I am not really awake when I get the paper, and by the time I have read it I usually am. I therefore conclude that waking up occurs while I'm reading it, and if said morning paper is late (I.e: my morning routine gets trashed) I get thoroughly peeved. Oh, I forgot to say that my alarm is set to 5 am, but I usually open my eyes a couple of minutes before it starts making noise.
Of course, both getting up and waking up is a lot easier during the summer, with sunrise somewhere between 3 and 4 am.
Likewise, and if I get the chance I catch a 15 minutes quick nap during lunch.
Sometimes the pattern gets upset, of course. This last week is a case in point: We were audited by a very important customer, and I have spent a lot of time preparing for it in the last couple of months. So, last week I came to work at around 7 am and left at 8 pm. All went well, and now I'll unwind and stick to a more humane schedule again.
Things like this are usually the reason when I don't post here for a while.
/Claes
Last edited by ClaesGefvenberg; 06-03-2012 at 03:39 AM.
Hanlon's Razor: "Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity."
I have trouble getting up in the mornings whether I had enough sleep or not. It's a will power thing.
I usually go to bed around 23:30 and 00:30 and my alarm is set for 05:30 or 06:00. That's enough for me to be happy with, in fact, I usually wake up about an hour to half an hour before my alarm goes off. I'm wide awake then... I look at the clock, smile, turn around and sleep for another hour at least. I never really get up when my alarm goes off...I lie awake in bed and think about my day. If I do this long enough I fall asleep again, wake up with a start and shoot around like a rocket trying to get ready. I work flexi time, so that doesn't really encourage me to get out of the bed on time.
And then, even if I'm wide awake, I'm still grumpy in the mornings. I feel overwhelmed by noise etc. easily and get irritated quickly. I'm a total night owl. Most nights I have to force myself to turn off the light because I'm not usually tired (or I get over the tiredness after a while...if that makes sense).