OK, it’s 4:34 a.m. now.
I have brewed a cup of coffee and laced it liberally with hazelnut creamer.
Posted my status on Facebook: “Shouldn’t it be illegal to wake up at 4 a.m.? Too many creative ideas brewing…” (No, no, I haven’t posted my daily gratitude yet. Let’s wait until the dawn breaks the horizon, at least.)
Barry has to wake up at 5 a.m. for an early morning at work, anyway.
In recent years it seems like neither of us sleeps the whole night through in a regular fashion. I go to bed between 9-10 p.m. on these deep winter nights and sometimes wander back up at 11 p.m. or 2 a.m. or 4 a.m.
He “hits the sack” much later–usually around midnight–but can often be found on the couch at all hours of the night.
He sometimes naps in the evening and gets up when I go to bed.
“We’re ‘hot bunking’ again,” I said to him last night as I went to bed and he rose.
Hot bunking is a practice common particularly in the naval armed forces and on submarines where several soldiers share the same bed. The bed is still warm from the prior user, hence the term hot bunking. When sleeping quarters are limited, as they especially are on submarines, and when staffing is required around the clock, soldiers both work and sleep in shifts. This could mean as many as three people share the same bunk on a submarine.
The nights I find it difficult to sleep are the nights when the creative mind starts its engines. The Mind decides to write blogs–no, the Mind decides to write a book. It actually starts writing the book. Full sentences. Plots. Drama. Action.
It’s so entertaining–at times–that sleep fades to a distant memory. It can also be darn irritating.
“Will you shut up?” you request to the Creative Mind. “You can do this in the morning.”
“It IS the morning,” says the Creative Mind brightly. “It’s 4 a.m.!”
“7 a.m.,” you counter. “Please. Let’s sleep until 7 a.m. Then you can have the whole day.”
The Creative Mind stops to consider and you doze off in the silence.
Suddenly the Creative Mind starts again…writing full sentences. This time it’s about enlightenment and blogging.
You open your eyes and stare at the ceiling, defeated. This topic interests you.
You drag your body from bed. Wander downstairs to stoke the woodstove. Turn on the gas burner to heat water. Switch on the computer.
“Shouldn’t it be illegal to wake up at 4 a.m.?” you wonder.
The Creative Mind just smiles. It’s got you where it wants you–at the computer.
Anyone else up now??