I slept a few hours in my family home...arose early and was on the road at 6:10 am...for a 90 minute drive back to my apartment and another day of work. The day flowed smoothly but by mid-afternoon, I had absorbed the usual bumps and jostles of the work day...a jealous work-mate, a few snide comments, a muggy feel to the building, the usual student-anxious pre-teen insults and shoves...loud voices and tramping feet, interaction with the fire marshall...an overly bright sun around 3:30 on the sidewalk by the bus loop, and I felt myself slipping into exhaustion. I went straight home and did the best thing I could have done...I crawled into bed. I slept more than 3 hours...apparently, I needed that!
Sleep is defined as a period of rest for the body and mind, during which volition and consciousness are in partial or complete abeyance and the bodily functions partially suspended...(exactly, I say)...and a time for me when I do not think or worry about food, eating, weight or body image.
From the poet Mark Raymond Slaughter..."Oh free me please with gentle ease from work, sleep, work, sleep, work! This odium, pounding tedium of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work..." and I would add to that...free me from the pressure of food, eating, weight, body image...food, eating, weight, body image...drift off.
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