My Bedtime
June 15th, 2010 by Carol
In the past ten years or so, I’ve had a shifting relationship with sleep and the night. I’ve written some about this — how much I relish the very, very late night/early morning energy when most everyone else is sleeping.
Recently, though, my entire bedtime routine has shifted. There was no plan involved, and I do believe that the fact that the sun is now bright by 5 am (or earlier, if it’s very clear) has something to do with it, but I’ve been going to bed at like 9 or 10 pm the past few days.
It’s like living a different life, in some ways. Today, it’s not even 9 am, and it feels as if the day’s been long already. I like it, but it feels foreign to me somehow.
This is one of the things that I adore about being my own boss — yes, there are days when I have to be “up” for something, but I rarely (like, maybe once a year) set an alarm. Alarm-setting, for me, is about as frequent as an airline trip — which is to say, VERY infrequent.
The first couple of days, I thought maybe I was just responding to some vigorous exercise and a sunburn, but the 10 pm bedtime seems to be sticking, at least for now. Weird, huh?