Sleep and stress

July 16th

I’ve noticed a strange thing lately. I am under a lot of stress — my mom having Covid and being really sick, my sister’s wedding (where suddenly I become involved in preparations) that takes place today, a lot of driving in unfamiliar places, my health issues, the situation around the world, the potential of another wave of lockdowns because of Covid, etc. Also, on Monday I am going back to work after a two-week vacation, and I am already dreading it. So there is a lot on my mind in the waking hours. Sometimes I just don’t know what and how to do — especially with changing situations around me. There is no routine to what I do, and I do a lot of things that I don’t really want to.

But what is strange in all that — I sleep extremely well. I sleep like a log. Even though over the last several weeks I slept in different places, in different beds, on different pillows from mine. And I don’t have to add that my bed, my pillows, and sheets are the best in the world. They are mine, they are familiar and comfortably safe. No matter, I sleep eight hours a night. I fall asleep not right away every night, but there is no tossing and turning. The sleep comes quickly and in the morning I have to force myself to get up even though I still would like to stay in bed. I take naps as well whenever I can. I don’t have any dreams, or if I do, I don’t remember them in the morning.

I wonder what will happen when, starting Monday, I will add eight hours of work to this mix. I hope that this good sleep streak will continue because it seems that I like being out cold and recharging my batteries for another stressful day.