As the sun sets on another Monday, I wipe the sleep out of my eyes, having just woke up for the day. Now I know how all those casino workers and grave yarders feel all the time.
I am in the midst of what can only be called a sleep backlash. Not having worked in over a year, my entire sleep cycle has flip flopped. At first, it seemed like just a late night soiree. But as time passed, one hour turned into two and here we are, my getting up at 4:00PM in the afternoon, a mere 8 hours after I slumbered.
All of this would be rather dull, except that I am supposed to return to work next Monday and, at this rate, that ain't gonna happen. I am under the care of a doctor, what else is new, who has advised me on a treatment called "reverse Chronotherapy". (I feel a story coming.) I'll let you all know how it works out.
Hey, it's dark outside. Time for some toast.