So I did NOT follow through with a seventh night of early-to-bed. Fun times presented themselves, including a Titus Andronicus show in a loft apartment somewhere in the heart of Bushwick. But, perhaps as a sign that my week of sleep has helped, I was at least able to stay asleep for seven hours--over the past few months, I've been getting up at 10 even when going to bed at 6.
The official Night 7 Sleep Report
--Went to bed: approx. 4:30 am (hazy--sometime before 5 though when Doorknobs arrived home)
--Sleep music: David Bowie, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars
--Fell asleep: see above
--First wakeup: 8:28 am
--Subsequent wakeups: 8:53 am, 11:23
--Wide-awake: 11:31 am
--Out of bed: 12:19 pm
--Total sleep period (counting brief wake-ups): 7 hrs, 1 min
Forecast for the Future
"Every individual without exception bears a potential writer within himself. The reason is that everyone has trouble accepting the fact that he will disappear unheard of and unnoticed in an indifferent universe, and everyone wants to make himself into a universe of words before it's too late.
Once the writer in every individual comes to life (and that time is not that far off), we are in for an age of universal deafness and lack of understanding."
- Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Week 11, Day 7: Back to my old ways...
Posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 3/23/2008 11:55:00 PM
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