The thin line
For those of you who do not know already, I have taken a job working 3rd shift. It’s great since I can work in the mornings and still be out to get to class on time, but the schedule is killing me. I’ve started going to bed fairly regularly at 7 pm in an attempt to get 5 hours of sleep before I have to get up and head to work. This has proven to be incredibly difficult for a variety of reasons which has resulted in me sleeping more in spurts throughout the day when I have free time.
This sporadic sleep has made me realize the line between reality and memory is thinner that I thought. My day now is broken up so much into chunks of work and rest that at times I’m not sure if something I remember from earlier happened or if it was just a dream. This combined with increasingly vivid yet oddball dreams makes each week just a little more interesting than the last.