You would think I would know better. I have been trying for some time to get my stupid ass to bed on time. This has turned into a task that I fear I will never accomplish.
I’m over 40, and I can’t stop watching TV at night. I have been making my way through Rick and Morty, and then last night I found out a friend of mine had a part in Fosse/Verdon, so I had to watch and look for her.
I’m sure you can see how this goes. I finish and episode, and then I think I can handle one more. And then it’s 2am.
I should know better…
But I think I need to start to accept that this is not a life style that I can lead.
I have always been a night owl, and I love staying up late alone. I like flipping channels, and looking for movies that I haven’t seen before. That’s still fun to me.
And that’s the problem.
I’m trying to change a behavior that, logically, I know is in my interest to do, but my heart isn’t into it.
Being sleep deprived isn’t fun, but in a weird way, I have come to learn to live with that. It sucks, but I somehow know that in the middle of the day I will rally and recover.
I’m an adult, but man, I have no idea what I’m doing, except finishing Fosse/Verdon tonight.
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