I mostly sleep badly. I have issues getting to sleep; I have issues staying asleep and I have issues with quality of sleep.
Once in a while though I actually get a good night’s sleep.
Last night was one of those nights and this morning I had that most rare of personal experiences.
I woke up feeling refreshed!
Have a great day!
I don’t go to sleep easily. I have an overactive mind. Sometimes I’m not even particularly worried about anything. Then my brain will find something to keep me awake.
I’ll start thinking about deceased people who I loved and miss. Yes that’s a fact, but do I need it in the forefront of my mind in the small hours?
If I’m worried about something, then although I might have given it little more than a passing thought during the previous day, suddenly at 3am it’s worrying me stupid and keeping me wide awake.
Right now though, at the time of writing, it’s just after 5pm. I’m enjoying a day off. My time is my own, and it’s a great time to relax. I’ve no need to sleep at this time of day.
This has led me to wonder how our ancestors dealt with sleep. After all, most of us have a warm cozy bed to sleep in, and we’re safe. How did the cave dweller get a decent nights sleep, when they were always on the alert for possible attacks from wild animals? Moving on down the ages perhaps, they were still worrying about their own domesticated animals getting attacked.
How did our prehistoric cousins get a good nights sleep? I promise I’ll try not to dwell on this tonight at 3am.
Although most people know it’s illegal to use a mobile phone whilst driving, did you know there are other, perhaps less obvious ways that you can break the law with a phone behind the wheel?
It’s not illegal to use your phone as a GPS or SatNav device, but it IS illegal to be touching the screen while you’re driving, or even sitting in traffic with the engine running.
Also, when you pull up to the drive thru to grab a coffee or a burger on the go, it’s illegal to use your phone to pay for your purchase, unless you apply the hand brake and cut the engine first.
Perhaps PC Plod isn’t going to be hiding at the Starbucks window, but you have been warned!