My niece Gretchen who lives in LA is traveling in the East and her Facebook post read this morning: “Woke up at 2:30am and now can't go back to sleep.”
I was up at 3 this morning and never returned to slumber. I bet all over the land, people are experiencing some restless nights and early mornings, the byproduct of falling back to “normal” time Saturday. It takes about a week for the body to adjust.
A while back, I read somewhere how we should embrace the existential 3 a.m. hours, as irritating and fearful as they can be. The questions, the anxiety, the regrets and the worries that emerge often allow us a sort of life review.
In the awake-but-wish-I-were-sleeping state, some truths can emerge, because the distractions are gone. It's just you and the middle of the night.
What do you do think about in the existential hours of the night?
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