I made a sizable dent in my sleep deprivation Monday, which was Martin Luther King, Jr.'s birthday, or President Washington's wedding anniversary, or Lincoln's bar mitzvah or something. Since I knew I had the day off, I convinced myself to sleep in as late as a I could. This turned out to be 11:30, which is pretty late for me since my brain won't allow me to remain dormant without stimulation for too long a a period of time. Even when I was little, I would wake up in the middle of the night, go out into the dark living room, and watch cartoons at 2:00 in the morning until I got tired again. Can you imagine if I tried to meditate?
As a result, I feel a little more lucid today than usual. And I have Monday off again, so we'll give it another try, shall we?
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