Of all the nights of jetlag, this is the one that I dislike the most. It happens every time and always out of the blue, when I've been sleeping well for a few nights already. Nights are when I can't think rationally, when I stress and worry over every minute detail of life - details that in the morning will seem trivial and unnecessarily pathetic...and because I can't sleep away these hours of weakness, I'm stuck dealing with my own self-conscious psyche.
For the first week when I go home to Canada, I am always super exhausted by the time 9 pm comes around that I'm in bed well before that. I never have problems sleeping because my body craved it hours earlier.
Going East is different.
Despite the fact that I have been awake since 5 this morning, taught 3 very active classes today, went to the gym this afternoon and then showered and relaxed for the rest of the evening, my body is still very much awake.
Even though I need to wake up at 5 am again tomorrow, go back to school, teach and then go out again tomorrow evening, my body only seems to think that it has another good 8 hours before it's bedtime.
It's a little confused.
So, instead of laying in bed, tossing and turning on uncomfortable mishapen pillows that just yesterday felt like precious feathery clouds, I will stay up until my body is tired, until my heart stops beating so hard from the anxiety of an anticipated short night's sleep, and pray that I will have the energy to teach, encourage and socialize with my students tomorrow.
I will play on Flickr.
I will read my Bible.
I will pray...and Godwilling, fall asleep in my Heavenly Father's arms and awake rested for the full day ahead.
I will try not to think about the ones I love and miss so much. Even though that's impossible.
For the first week when I go home to Canada, I am always super exhausted by the time 9 pm comes around that I'm in bed well before that. I never have problems sleeping because my body craved it hours earlier.
Going East is different.
Despite the fact that I have been awake since 5 this morning, taught 3 very active classes today, went to the gym this afternoon and then showered and relaxed for the rest of the evening, my body is still very much awake.
Even though I need to wake up at 5 am again tomorrow, go back to school, teach and then go out again tomorrow evening, my body only seems to think that it has another good 8 hours before it's bedtime.
It's a little confused.
So, instead of laying in bed, tossing and turning on uncomfortable mishapen pillows that just yesterday felt like precious feathery clouds, I will stay up until my body is tired, until my heart stops beating so hard from the anxiety of an anticipated short night's sleep, and pray that I will have the energy to teach, encourage and socialize with my students tomorrow.
I will play on Flickr.
I will read my Bible.
I will pray...and Godwilling, fall asleep in my Heavenly Father's arms and awake rested for the full day ahead.
I will try not to think about the ones I love and miss so much. Even though that's impossible.
<3
...too far away.
7 comments:
we miss you too. Sorry about the jet-lag, but having you here for four weeks was totally worth your discomfort now.
Love, Mom.(and Dad, too, if he knew I was writing to you now..but he's at work. Someone has to keep me in the manner to which I've become accustomed....)
it's getting better - i'm already making plans to come back next year, God willing. mostly travel plans! but not until August 30 :) Christmas is only 2 weeks again, but...that's okay. anything is better than nothing!
It's funny, I find making travel plans strangely theraputic (sp?) as well. Although I must admit, the first few nights are spent seeing how I could get to Halifax for cheap in the next few months :)
I look forward to seeing you..in June, July and August. And heck, maybe May too. Did I mention that I'm finished teaching in April. And paid until August.
Sweeeeeeeeeeeet.
You know you want to join us on a 12 day cruise....from Venice, to Croatia, to Turkey and mostly Greece....mmmmm
Venice, Turkey, Croatia, Greece....okay - I've stopped feeling sorry for you so far away! Enjoy your travels. Someday you'll be knee-deep in poopy diapers.
-- Love, Mom.
hopefully!
i can hardly wait for that, too :)
Personally, from one knee deep in poopy diapers, a 12 day cruise to Greece sounds pretty temptingly delicious.
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