How to Fall Asleep

I’m obsessed with sleep. Hrm… maybe that’s not it. I’m frustrated by sleep. I don’t want to do it most of the time. But I gotta. Anyway, it looks like I’m not the only one who thinks to much about sleep. A post on waking up feeling refreshed has gotten 100 comments (and counting) in the past two weeks.

4 thoughts on “How to Fall Asleep”

  1. did you digg?

    interesting link. The connection to digg, expanded on the 100 and said it was

    To date, I’ve gotten 2,300 digs (26th most dugg article this year), over 45,000 hits, almost 500 del.icio.us bookmarks, a mention on the 18th Diggnation podcast, and almost 150 links to my post. All this seems a little absurd for a blog post by some random guy.

    do you dig Digg?
    Personally, we have not used an alarm clock since moving to AR 23 years ago. I think the fear and awe of having moved into management triggered the natural internal clock. Before that, we used an alarm clock and still were late to work. After a move up, good-bye alarm clock. Anxiety is a powerful motivator and sleep breaker.

  2. Lights on timers rock!

    I know I’ve ranted about this before, probably in a place where you read it, but we use a big bank of daylight balanced flourescents on a timer, and that’s the nicest alarm clock I’ve ever had.

    1. Re: Lights on timers rock!

      Dan, I’ve been meaning to say something about this for quite some time.

      A “big bank of daylight balanced flouresents” might be feasible for you, but I don’t think my wife would appreciate them.

      Hrm… But then, maybe it would work…

      What time do you usually wake up?

  3. One way…

    Sleeplessness. Homer. Taut sails.
    I have counted half the catalogue of ships.
    That caravan of cranes, that expansive host,
    Which once rose above Hellas.

    Like a wedge of cranes towards alien shores,
    On the kings’s heads godlike spray.
    Where are you sailing? Without Helen,
    What could Troy mean to you Achaean men?

    Both the sea and Homer, all is moved by love.
    To whom shall I listen? Now Homer falls silent,
    And a black sea, thunderous orator,
    Breaks on my pillow with a roar.
    —Osip Mandelshtam

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