This past weekend I met up with a bunch a friends to celebrate one of their birthdays. I will not talk about the debauchery that took place as that should go without saying. What is really on my mind is the issue of sleep, or lack thereof.
Here's the thing: every night we would all go out and pretty much expend the same amount of energy, drink relatively equal amounts of alcohol and eventually go to bed anywhere between 4:00 a.m. and 5:30 a.m. and yet, every morning I would find these people up and about the next morning by around 10:00 a.m. ready for breakfast and looking relatively well-rested and fresh faced. To look at them, you wouldn't guess they'd been up most of the night consuming large quantities of alcohol. I, on the other hand, looked like a train wreck.
How? Why? First of all, I don't want to be up that "early" if I've gone to bed at 5:00 in the morning. Secondly, if I have to be up then, you can sure as hell bet people will know I was up until 5:00 in the morning just from looking at me! There's just no camouflaging it. No amount of make-up can realistically cover up the misery that is my face. And I'm just dragging. I not only do not have any energy but I am really, really cranky.
This happens to me every time we go to Vegas and I'm honestly baffled. It irks me. Is there something wrong with me for wanting to get my eight hours? Not only wanting them, but needing them in order to function properly? And what's with my friends that they seem perfectly okay without the sleep?
I honestly haven't met anyone who is as miserable as I seem to be without enough sleep and it's plain bugging me now. I just can't stop thinking that there's something fundamentally wrong with me that I can't seem to get it together like everyone else does. I hate being left behind sleeping while they go to breakfast buffets and poolsides. I know that I'm missing out and still, I can't make myself get up and join them. I would feel loads better if they spent half the day in bed, like me!
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