the sunrise. I saw the sunrise. I actually saw the sky well before the sun actually made its appearance. Why? Because I woke up at 2am this morning and was WIDE AWAKE. When my alarm goes off it takes me 80 hours to actually feel awake and with it, but this morning at 2am? Blam. Eyes open. Brain engaged. AWAKEEEEEE.
Needless to say, there was no going back to sleep for me.
Not that I didn’t try. I laid in bed for hours trying to relax and focus on my breathing and do all those things you’re supposed to do in order to fall asleep but my brain was not having it. By 4:30am I just gave up and got up. Spent a couple hours frigging about in my sewing room, playing with my newly rediscovered chainmaille supplies. Went back to bed just as the alarm went off for a quick snuggle with my husband, and of course THAT was when my body was like “Okie dokie! Time for sleeps!”. Honest to god.
My husband was super quiet and let me go back to sleep, so at least I got an hour in there, but yeah.. that was it. Got to work late and have sort of blearily blinked my way through the day. 3 energy drinks later and I’m conscious but only just, and I’ve accomplished exactly nothing (unless staying awake counts as an accomplishment, and maybe today it does.) Pretty sure I’m going to crash out and collapse before long.