A second Labor Day entry
After breakfast this morning a nap came on. This, after the three best nights of sleep I’ve had in weeks. It got me wondering, what’s up with this?
Then it hit me. Last month was August. I’m always squirrely in August. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t focus, I’d sit around with my mind going a mile-a-minute unable to do anything because it wouldn’t settle on any one thing long enough to do it. And too tired to do anything even if my mind would settle for more than a few seconds. I couldn’t even read a book. Magazine artilces seemed too long.
As usual, it never occurred to me while it was happening that it was just my normal cycle for August. The cycle always seems to end with a little mini-hibernation, like what I’ve been having this weekend. I slept great and straight through for eight or nine hours every night this weekend, and on Saturday and today, I still napped for five or six hours.
Thinking back, I noticed the same improvement as I did last year, only a little better: I didn’t get whacked-out. No thoughts of using for at least two years running now, and I think it’s been four years since I got suicidal in August. Actually, it was so mild (as compared to other years) that I’m surprised I thought of it now. But I guess it’s was acute enough that it still stood out from the rest of the year, but still, each year seems a lttle better.
Now I don’t feel nearly so bad that the apartment loos like it really should be condemned (hell, even the flies are dying), or that I didn’t make my mileage goal, or that I felt vaguely restless like, “Something’s gotta change” all month.
I remember last year at this time writing something very much like this and making a mental note that I should just hang out a shingle saying “Gone fishin’” for the month. [Nope. Just looked it up. It was two years ago.] Only now I think it should say, “Gone cyclin’” instead. Yeah, that would turn the month from a chore to a treat!
Hmmm… Maybe I should start planning an August vacation for next year right now while I’m thinking of it.
