Giant Yawn

That's my whole day. Right up there in the title. It has not mattered when I get to the bed, when I close my eyes, when I actually sleep. It has not mattered if I get up early, get up late, or get up in between. Regardless of all these things, I will fall asleep during my 2 o'clock classes. It has not failed yet. So far, I feel rested in the mornings before I go up to school, and I am even pretty awake on the way to class, but after about seven minutes in class, I become only semi-cognizant.

I find it difficult to focus on the words in front of me, or on the table top, or anywhere really. I just can't focus. And from there, I find that I can't hold onto the words I'm hearing, and that my eyes start to drift shut. Even when I manage to keep my eyes open, I can't refocus them. Finally, the voices around me start getting louder and louder, and I snap back into the present to find that I've been out for a while.

I've tried getting more sleep, I've tried getting less sleep, I've tried taking copious notes, I've tried doodling, I've tried counting, mind games, anything and everything that comes to mind. About fifteen minutes after the class gets out, things snap back into focus, and I am awake, though I remain tired the rest of the day. I really only have five hours I can truthfully call alert.

Just thought I'd complain about that, and explain that even things I find to be fascinating are hard to concentrate on these days. It isn't just the stuff that bores me.

That's about it. I've got two papers for tomorrow, and about a half inch of reading material. This weekend I complete the notebooks, and then I can post a picture of the horrible mess that is my life right now.

End.