I made that word up.
It's supposed to specify my sleep problems.
I don't have insomnia. That is a lack of sleep. I fall alseep just fine. I just happen to end up being wide awake around 4:00 every morning. It's most maddening, beacuse that simply isn't enough sleep for me. No; I have dysomnia. Bad sleep. Abnormal sleep.
When I do wake up, songs run through my head repeatedly. Sometimes, the songs are ones I like, such as the Caedmon's Call song, "I Surrender All" that was occupying my brain last night. But on other nights, the songs aren't great, like the Shania Twain song that I heard recently. I don't normally listen to Ms. Twain. She was foisted upon me in the car one afternoon by my local radio station prior to the news, and voila, there she was again the next morning in the wee small hours. I don't like Shania Twain.
I don't lack for sleep. I sleep very soundly during the first part of the night. I just find myself struggling to stay awake during read aloud time with Garrett. I have to have a caffeine jolt beforehand so I don't doze off while reading Tolkien. I usually take a fifteen minute power nap after lunch. No, I sleep; it just isn't when I'm supposed to be sleeping. Yes, that's my real secret as a blogger. I'm not a woman paddling a canoe; I'm an opossum.
Sometimes, I get up and read for a while and then go back to sleep on the couch. In the summer, getting up was not a big deal. It was actually pretty nice, because it was always cooler downstairs. Now that fall has set it, the prospect of getting up to read is not appealing because I feel so cold. But tonight, when the wakefulness comes upon me, I'm going to get up. I'm going to get up and read Stephen Charnock. If I'm going to be awake, I may as well make use of the time.
There; I'm sure everyone was dying to know that.
Seriously, though, I have not felt rested for a couple of weeks now. I'm hoping that things sort themselves out. And I will not get up and read blogs or any such thing. That's a sure fire recipe for staying awake even longer.
