I couldn’t sleep the other night. It has been happening to me with some increasing frequency. But instead of being a couch zombie or runinator – two bad extremes- I have looked to do things. Get some tedious things done. I mean really tedious.
What did I do tonight? I disentagled cords. Electronic cords. Earphones. If it had a cord, it needed disentangling.
I had a heavy work backback filled with a mesh of cords that I was having a hard time tearing apart. Thus, at midnight I set about throwing them on the ground and taking then apart. Entangled they were useless. I was seeking usefulness at midnight. I’m not too sure that’s what happens at midnight.
What I will tell you is this. I disentagled them all. I didn’t feel all that accomplished. Further, I was still awake. Very low return on investment in this endeavor.
Categories: Health, identity, mental health, Psychology, weird
But future you will appreciate that the cords aren’t tangled up. Hope you get some sleep!
Maybe it’s a metaphor. Maybe you have issues that need untangling for your rest to be deep.
Something going on in the back of your mind? Too much caffeine? Or did your biorhythm get knocked out of whack?
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