day two

despite getting too much sleep, i feel better than i have been feeling in a while.

i keep waking up at 5 or 6 in the morning...but i cannot get myself out of bed for anything. i'll just lie there and drift in and out of strange dreams or stay in that half-awake state until about 10 o'clock. then i'll finally get up and go about my day, silently lamenting over the fact that i've lost most of the hours in which to actually get stuff done. slightly ironic in that after a teeny spark of motivation, it's gone. and aside from dishes, laundry, taking care of my grandfather and getting homework done...i really have no desire to do anything.

getting up at 10 wouldn't be such an issue if i were on my normal schedule -- my normal schedule of staying up till three or four in the morning. i, however, quickly lose consciousness by ten o'clock. eleven o'clock if i fight the sleep.

not even conan o'brien can get me to stay up. how tragic.

so..yeah. twelve hours of sleep. interrupted sleep. but twelve hours of being wrapped up in soft covers and refusing to get up....it's a bit of a problem, no? this is my favorite time of year with my favorite weather and less of the harsh sunlight and beautiful autumn colors. i should be enjoying this more.




but despite all that i have just told you...i am feeling pretty good today.
i've gotten more done than usual and i keep eyeballing the volumes of text on the bookshelves next to me. a session with a good book, autumn air and a mug of herbal tea sounds wonderful right now.


could the cleanse be responsible for my uplifted mood today? perhaps.
could it be too soon to tell? perhaps.

we'll have to see.