My whole life I slept like a baby.

But two years ago, some events in my life put a permanent hole in my sleep.

I know people who sleep like me : pretty well for 4 hours then wake up in the middle of the night.

  • Some of them stay in bed and try to rest their body doing nothing.
  • Some of them can’t do that without becoming crazy, thus they go on the couch to read a book for a couple hours… before going back to bed in the morning.

And nowadays I can’t really sleep without pills. I sleep OK without them, but I’m ready to go for my day at 2 AM : not good. With this medicine, I do wake up but I feel so sleepy that I wake down.

I have to say that one should not have any charging phone near the bed. It’s better not to check anything in the night. OK : you can open a silly book if you had a nightmare. A need to turn off your brain…

I have a friend who is insomniac. It was so bad that he went to the hospital where they studied his sleep. The result was a gap between what he thought he slept and the real time he slept. Something like he was sure he slept twenty minutes in the whole night, but he slept six hours.

Light & ground sleep with plenty of holes is a possible definition of hell, I agree. It appeared it’s also a hell if you have the feeling you don’t sleep but you do.

My whole life I slept like a baby…


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“As soon as I turned off the light and tried to go to sleep it would begin to come into the room in waves building and building up until I would have to pant to get any air at all out of it until I would have to get up and feel my way like when I was a little boy hands can see touching in the mind shaping unseen door Door now nothing hands can see My nose could see gasoline, the vest on the table, the door. The corridor was still empty of all the feet in sad generations seeking water. yet the eyes unseeing clenched like teeth not disbelieving doubting even the absence of pain shin ankle knee the long invisible flowing of the stair-railing where a misstep in the darkness filled with sleeping”

W. Faulkner






26 Worst Ways to Wake Up

Well, hi. I woke up with this title in head, therefore I had to write it…

Why 26? I don’t know, but I kept it, though there’s not 26 ways here. It’s like the traps on Facebook : “11 elements which proves you’re more intelligent”. Yeah yeah yeah.

You can add some in the comments!

The 26 Worst Ways to Wake up are :

  1. There’s no coffee anymore
  2. The cat puked everywhere in the house
  3. You had insomnia all night and you slept at least… ten minutes before your alarm buzzed
  4. You walk on and crush your glasses
  5. There’s a spider on your pillow
  6. You shower and go to work and when you’re there it’s your day off



Your turn!


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Miracle ShitShifted Mornings

When you’re not OK, you often don’t want to go to sleep : you play video games instead, or you chat online, or you binge-TV until VERY late in the night.

I’ve been there, playing Quake II alone or Myth online all night long, or rebuild the world in interminable conversations with other old lost souls, listening to Bach or Steve Roach‘s music with candles. It makes you forget you have no (…) in your life. Good!

Now I’m older, I found another way, which is the contrary the reverse one, le contraire.

You go to bed at 7 PM. You know it’s early and that you will “read”. But you’re too drunk or tired to do that. And thinking about your parked life is boring. Your eyes are exploded because you watched the clouds too much. You sleep at 7:30 PM (with a pill). You wake up, completely lost, at 2 AM, but if you’re lucky you can sleep a bit more. Until 3:30 AM. You slept enough, you’re ready to go! It’s your own f*ckin’ “Miracle Morning”!

Well you’re ready for coffee, right? At 4 AM, you’re fresh and happy. If it’s winter, you’re packed under two pairs of socks & trousers and three sweaters in front of your Macintosh, trying to write something from an idea you had in a dream, a book you liked, about some Desert Music pulsing, or an old diary you wrote ten years ago. You should write a novel, but nope it is. Later when you’ll have the strength blablabla tululu.

Happiness is in little moments : you can watch, in Summer, the dawn’s first lights. It’s colored, and beautiful. If you have the energy, Instagram it!

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