My mother always tells me that I should never have my phone next to my bed. “If you wake up at night, you’re going to want to look at it, and then you’ll see something that bothers you and then you won’t sleep for the rest of the night. I know you. Just put the thing away.”
Truer words have never been said. I woke up at 4 am to water the daisies, and of course, I took a quick look. There was a message from my tenant at 10pm, “The washer door is not opening and there is a blinking red light.” She said. Of all times, I thought, why does this have to happen the day I’m leaving. “Try to unplug and plug it back in then re-run the washer and see if it works.” I said. It didn’t, and I didn’t sleep the rest of the night.
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I really envy those who can sleep heavy like a rock. On a good night I get 6, maybe 7 hours, because so many thoughts keep running through my head all the time; deadlines at work, politics, life projects, family, and for tonight the washer. By the time I am about to fall asleep, it’s time to wake up already. There’s not enough time for the brain machine to reboot. Even when I am asleep, it’s not a good quality sleep. I hear the AC kick on, the car that drove by in the street late at night, and the neighborhood cat squalling. I’m asleep, but I don’t feel asleep. The only time I really do sleep the whole night is when I can paddle or bike for ten hours. Only then does my body tell my mind, “I don’t care what you’re thinking, you’re turning off now.”
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