This morning I startled awake at 3:00 am with the terror that I hadn’t paid my rent. No amount of trickery on the part of my brain would convince my body that it wasn’t worth worrying about, and that even if I hadn’t paid my rent… which I had done… I wasn’t about to be evicted today. But no. I had to get up, do the necessary online banking check, and be sure the rent was in fact paid. And then I tossed and turned for another hour before it became clear that I was up.
I AM trying to shift my sleep schedule over to this segmented sleep. But my body is definitely resisting the second sleep part of the experience. Sometimes I can get it to work, and sometimes I can’t. Today is one of the “can’t do it” days, it seems.
So I did my taiji. I did the form, getting some good stretches into the groin and upper arms. Then I did five golden coins, which got me sweaty and energized and awake. Then I did eight pieces of silk, which further worked my legs and lower bad. Great workout, in general, if an hour and a half earlier than usual.
And now… just as I thought my day was ready to begin… I’m tired again. Segmented sleep doctrine says I should sleep now for another few hours, until six or seven a.m. But if I do that… I’ll be late to work. Augh! Adjusting to the sleep cycle of another time and place and culture definitely has its ups and downs.
