I read from an NPR Post titled can’t sleep, stated that 60 million Americans suffers from in insomnia.
60 million seems like a huge number, but think how many times in a day you hear someone complaining about the lack of sleep there getting, it starts to make sense.
Each one probably suffered from some sort of stressor that kept them fearing the day to come.
That elusive boogie man finding a way to the forethought of there mind. It’s almost like a nightmare on Elm street was based on true events.
Freddy Krueger pointing his sharp claws at your cubical telling you “see me in my office, NOW!”.
The Mind Is A Wary Place
I can’t speak for every human being but it seems like as the years go by I find it harder and harder to close out the day with a good night rest.
Sitting in bed thinking about my bills, work, family problems, or what I’ll be eating tomorrow rummages through my mind before I even sleep.
I guess my point is that as life seems to progress forward so does it’s complexities. They’re just too many distractions that seem to its way into our overthinking minds.
The other day I was at my aunts home visiting. It was late so late that my little cousins who usually can be spotted hopping around from room to room were knocked out asleep.
As I peeped into there rooms, I found myself in amazement. It was just 5 minutes ago that she put them to rest and like a magic trick, they disappeared underneath there covers.
My aunt is old school no phones, tv’s, or any other distractions should be on past two hours before bedtime.
Two things were obvious, one she removed all their distractions away from them and two the freedom from worries was present (they were young…dead give away) thus sleep was piece of cake.
It seems like common knowledge but we all bring our troubles to bed, this includes our phones which only makes things worse.
We can go on about social media and the blue lights coming from phone screens but you’ve all probably heard this a billion times.
Sleepy Little Pup
So here’s a billion and one reminder they seriously do have a negative influence on sleep.
After I left my aunts house, I devised a plan of attack. I’d say no to phones and began to mediate or run a few hours before bedtime.
This proved to be effective the meditation/running would tire me out giving a calm state of mind which intern would clear up my mind.
I’d leave my phone outside in the kitchen so there’s no late-night Netflix binging or social media feed foraging.
Like magic, I was dead asleep having some of the wildest (in fun way ) dreams you can imagine.
One of my dreams had me heading to mars, we found some life on the planet. In the dream NASA needed a friendly human to communicate with these aliens.
As I began to reach out to shake hands with the lead alien “ring, ring” my alarm went off.
I never got a chance to finish it because of my damn alarm so I guess it will have to wait until tonight.
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