Most mornings I wake up a few minutes before the alarm goes off. I am annoying that way. Total morning person, ready to kill it moments after the first few sips of coffee. The world is mine.
I peak around 2:00 p.m. Before I know it, I'm slipping downhill. Not quite so impressed with myself. By 4:00 p.m. everything looks like a bed and it is with Herculean willpower that I manage to keep going. Dinner seems insurmountable. Post dinner clean-up ridiculous and uncalled for. By 7:00 p.m. don't even talk to me. Anything you say will be forgotten, if actually processed by my foggy brain.
What happens during the night to bring me back and start me over? I know there are scientific things happening during sleep. The body resting, the brain dreaming and processing. I prefer to see it as magic. A little protal I slip into as I fall asleep, traveling through the night and popping out on the other side. Queen once again.
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Right? My entire family knows to not pass along any pertinent information after 7-ish pm as I will not retain it. The nice flip side of that is that we can kill them with kindness, chattiness and energy at 7:30am.
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