The Bitter Truth is I'm clean and sober since 1995. And that is a very good thing. But even decades later I can remember the last drink I had. It was champagne at my first wedding, a direct reaction to being at an event that should have never taken place, I don't miss being out of control, or the vomiting from too much booze. And I never ever long for the head splitting hangovers that followed. I'm glad I'm sober. But I must admit I remember what feeling "Buzzed" was, and occasionally miss being comfortably numb.
Lately I haven't been sleeping that well. Most nights, regardless of what time I go to sleep (sometimes 9pm. Sometimes 11) I find myself waking up between 2 and 3 am. The next 3 to 4 hours are spent tossing and turning till I finally force myself out of bed and on to the day at 6am. The result of this interrupted sleep pattern is annoying, but if I look on the bright side, it does however leave me in a cloudy dreamy state similar to what I imagine people who smoke weed feel. (I say imagine because my kids may read this.)
I find myself almost floating through the day with an eerie sense of calm. I stumble between dizzy and sleepy fir hours at work. People seem to talk to me in slow motion. And I seem to grin a lot. And for the most part this altered state doesn't seem to get in the way of me doing what I need to do. When I need to do the hard tasks of the day like driving or taking care of the kids, I simply get some coke. A Cola. That seems to ramp up my senses and allow me to motor through till bedtime.
Until my sleep paterns resets itself (yeah, I know, drinking Coke may be the problem) I'm going to enjoy the ride because lLack of sleep is a cheap and mostly safe high and It is the closest I ever want to get to being stoned and that's The Bitter Truth.
Lately I haven't been sleeping that well. Most nights, regardless of what time I go to sleep (sometimes 9pm. Sometimes 11) I find myself waking up between 2 and 3 am. The next 3 to 4 hours are spent tossing and turning till I finally force myself out of bed and on to the day at 6am. The result of this interrupted sleep pattern is annoying, but if I look on the bright side, it does however leave me in a cloudy dreamy state similar to what I imagine people who smoke weed feel. (I say imagine because my kids may read this.)
I find myself almost floating through the day with an eerie sense of calm. I stumble between dizzy and sleepy fir hours at work. People seem to talk to me in slow motion. And I seem to grin a lot. And for the most part this altered state doesn't seem to get in the way of me doing what I need to do. When I need to do the hard tasks of the day like driving or taking care of the kids, I simply get some coke. A Cola. That seems to ramp up my senses and allow me to motor through till bedtime.
Until my sleep paterns resets itself (yeah, I know, drinking Coke may be the problem) I'm going to enjoy the ride because lLack of sleep is a cheap and mostly safe high and It is the closest I ever want to get to being stoned and that's The Bitter Truth.
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