Am I the only one who finds it completely impossible to live with myself (let alone with the rest of the world) when I'm sleep deprived?
It's stunning how bleak everything seems when I don't get enough shut-eye. I even resent the cute little birds chirping outside my window. Can't you critters at least sing on pitch?! I can't decide whether to shoot the birds or jump off the balcony myself.
On the other hand, after a good night's rest (even better, a string of them), my melodramatic tendencies subside considerably and I am able to go about my business in a cheerful sort of way. The impossible takes on an aura of possibility. The annoyances seem less important. And the little birds become downright charming.
Amazing.
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2 comments:
I feel exactly the same way about sleep - I have days where I feel I should post a "WARNING...Sleep deprived female on the premises" sign up! As for the birds, I say if they are off key one more time - pump the shotgun!
Agree! Although I must admit I never like to be awakened by chirping birds no matter how rested I am. Or maybe I am never well rested.....
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