Here I am, 3:47AM EST and I’m up. I woke up because my brain is too loud. Seriously. I got home from a work thing a bit before 10:00PM and went straight to bed (after the customary minor snipe fest with Factor). Suddenly, my eyes popped open. I have this Daft Punk song in my head that won’t go away. and headlines. And variations on head lines. And captions, and variations on captions. And things I want to remember from today (yesterday) so I can write about them tomorrow (today). And how I’m going to survive this week. And trying not to forget my nephews birthday. And follow up notes I need to write to people I’ve met at events. And vacation in Red Bank. It’s all just a sick loud mess in my brain and it’s keeping me from falling back to sleep.
I closed my eyes and tried, I really did, but it felt like I was falling backwards through a tunnel with the walls flying past either side of my head. I got dizzy and all I could hear was this damn Daft Punk tune.
I WISH I was going out of my head. Then it would be quiet.
I never actually have the courage to get out of bed when this happens to me. Maybe I love my sleep too much but I just lay there and fight to go back into dream land. It never works so I should actually get up and do something. Next time.
Sorry you couldnt’ get to sleep! That sucks.
But your job sounds really cool (: You should write more about it, it’d be curious to know more!