1:46 AM in frost stricken Chicago technically nearing 3 AM as the end of Daylight Saving Time has just graced most people with one more hour of glorious sleep.. good for them.. as this time change doesn't do much to my constant struggle to be normal, sleep-wise.
my bittersweet relationship with sleep..
when you're awake at this hour and just staring at a computer screen, you kind of hate your so-called "apartment engineer" for making the temperature too high you need the put the aircon on when it's 40F outside.. then you realize that it was you who told him it was too cold in the first place. so you think, do you hate him or do you hate yourself? and you realize the latter makes more sense, so you shut the idea off and just settle to paying what extra dollars on your next electric bill. yes, just another way to save money in these tough times.
or.. you attempt to perfect a hard-boiled egg with your electric stove that tips your pan and boils water only on one side. and you are short of 5 minutes, as the yolk is set and firm on the outside but still somewhat jiggly and soft on the inside. some people like it that way, but not you, who want your yolk "hard-boiled" that it sticks to your palate and scratches your throat you need water to down it. 20 minutes, as your lola said so..even in your San Francisco-terrain-ed stove top.
or..you sit through both parts of the Earth's Natural Wonders on the Travel Channel and learn that Mt. Everest has a highway, oh yes it does..that you wish you were in Alaska right now to gaze at the Northern Lights dancing in all your favorite colors instead of pathetically writing about it in your tiny studio apartment..that you imagine what the inhabitants of the Amazon River are doing right this very moment, probably something far more productive than what you are.. and that you have appreciated the world you live in in one hour in the 23 years you have spent on it.
your 24-hour rental of the The Proposal is almost up and your good ol' comforter is but your only comforter, you wish this note-ing gets your eyes tired and weary.. but they just won't give up.. your countdown, sorry to say, lives on..
tomorrow, you'll probably be thanking your bittersweet relationship with sleep as you traverse the hallways of the Oncology Floor, your very own Everest Highway.
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