Late Night Insomnia Musings

Late Night Insomnia Musings

(written the night of Wednesday night / Thursday morning)

I thought being tired at 8:30 tonight was a sign that I was getting old. I quickly got over that and went to bed early anyway.

Four hours later, I was still awake. I had heartburn and flatulence. Emergency personnel had a busy night too, as there were numerous sirens rushing to and fro in the four hours I tried to sleep.

I turned off the Christmas lights, went to the bathroom and then proceeded to scroll through Facebook. I was going to make a comment on some post about national parks like Yosemite and Joshua Tree being more expensive to get into, but then I realized the thread was filled with a bunch of Republicans blaming Liberals for the increase. I’m going to leave that at that and say this is why we can’t have nice things.

This deciding not to engage in a hostile territory got me to thinking about AOL and chat rooms. We would bounce in and out of chat rooms looking for people to connect with and sometimes we would end up in hostile territory. We would enter a room and test the vibe for a minute before deciding whether to engage. What happened to chat rooms? It seems like the new way to connect with people is through conflict. We can post or like stuff all day long on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook, but it is seemingly only drama and conflict which evokes discussion, and generally not amicable or constructive discussion. I want to chat with people productively. I want to chat with people about Hamilton or the random shit that goes through my head at midnight. I do not want to be vulnerable to attack just because I said that if rates at national parks increase, I will likely never see Yosemite or Joshua Tree.

I have had a very busy week. I began the week with an energy deficit caused by a three-day battle with endometriosis. I was extremely busy yesterday (Tuesday), going non-stop from 6:30 a.m. to about 7 p.m. I woke up this morning (Wednesday morning) at 5 a.m. to start my day. I am not tired because I am old. I am tired because I am tired and all the heartburn, flatulence, emergency sirens and insomnia aren’t helping the cause.

Upon publishing this musing on Thursday, my tummy problems never got any better. I am ending the week with a whole new energy zapping predicament. Yay! Bring on Christmas break, please.