I have not been sleeping well lately, and I can’t figure out why. I’m not unwell; there’s nothing in particular that is occupying my mind; my house is warm and my bed is comfortable and, in general, all’s right with my world. So why do I keep waking up around 2:30 in the morning?
It’s almost become a self-fulfilling prophesy: I wake up in the dark, then I’m frustrated that I’m awake in the dark and that frustration keeps me from falling back to sleep. So I lie there and think, or listen to whatever song is playing in a loop in my head (it’s currently “Driven to Tears” by the Police, in case you were wondering), and wonder whether I’m going to be doing this exact same thing in 24 hours. So far, I have – like clockwork.
It occurred to me this morning (at about 2:20) that there may be something that happens at around that time that actually DOES trigger me to wake – a passing train or a signal from the fire station down the street or something – but I’ve not been able to confirm that there’s any external reason for it. It’s just my body conspiring to make me crazy.
So far, it hasn’t impacted my mood too much; I’m trying to be mindful of NOT being a cranky so-and-so, particularly in the morning. If I can, I’ll try to sneak a little bit of a nap this afternoon, though my schedule is pretty jammed this week and a slot for napping may be impossible to find. I’ve got some tea that is supposed to be soothing; I might try a bit of that before bed and see what happens….