My orientation to time has basically gone to hell. Trying to maintain it hasn’t been going so well, so I’m tempted to not really try.
Twice in the last couple days I misjudged an hour. I think last night I went to sleep at 2a and woke up at 7a. This is the second time this has happened. At some point recently I went to bed at 1 a and woke up at 3a with no idea where or when I was and whether or not I needed to get up.
When I work a normal night shift I get home at 7a, and lately I haven’t been able to fall asleep, sometimes until noon. When I do go to sleep I’m waking up after 4 or 5 hours…ravenously hungry. I think my body is screwing with me.
In order to appease it, this (morning?) I gave it some chicken and dumplings and have fixed it a pot of coffee.
What is completely joyous is the fact that the literally pervasive fog that’s been surrounding Kansas City (for what feels like the last month) appears to have lifted. I see blue sky and sunlight out there.
I tried to poke my head outside to judge the temperature, but my front door seems to have frozen shut.
Apparently my house is jacking with me too.
That’s fine. I didn’t want to go outside anyway.