I can understand how Elvis and Johnny Cash and countless other performers got addicted to sleeping pills. Working the night shift for over a year now..the days meld into one another and it becomes increasingly more difficult to sleep. It takes me hours to fall asleep even after working all night..all of this is complicated of course by my desire to have a little bit of a life of my own. Just to watch t.v. or make phone calls or write which I find essential to my well being.
consequently, for me, life begins at night. And I have to find time to watch movies, catch up on world events, write..The dead of night is the only time I seem to be able function now..just finding time to lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling and let my mind wander..is sometimes scarce now..then I will have two days off..and the cycle will begin all over again. Elvis doesn't have to come back from the dead to tell me this is where sleeping pills begin to look like an attractive option..I've been taking them on and off for over a year..not everyday..but more often than I would like.
The cumulative effects of sleep deprivation are hard to cope with. My internal clock is so messed up that without sleeping pills it is sometimes impossible for me to sleep at all. The problem is the pills sometimes make me feel sluggish and my mind gets fatigued, making me susceptible to worries and neuroses that usually don't haunt me when I'm well rested.
But I gotta do what I gotta do, as do most people..So I guess I should stop whining and be thankful I have a job at all...WTF whining is the walmart way....so I guess I do fit right in...:p......
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