I hate these kinds of articles, we know Captain obvious. Unless you have a magical cure for my insomnia, that is not happening. I'd much rather have a fucked up back and neck rather than having a sad fucked up brain from getting no sleep.
For those who need it.
I dream of sleeping.
I’m in a small apartment space where the light of a gray morning seeps into old windows.
My love came early in the morning and together, we made breakfast. After cleaning up our dishes, we sit on my couch.
Though it’s small, it holds us both well.
He kisses me gently. Butterflies swarm our every thought until we soon find ourselves unable to keep our eyes open.
Sleep has come to visit us, to cradle us in its gentle arms.
We have no worries in our hearts.
As we sleep, it’s pleasant. It’s dreamless, but only because we already are in a dream together.
I dream of sleep with the one i love, to rest in his arms as he rests in mine.
I pray I never awaken.
眠る夢を見る。
古い窓に灰色の朝の光が差し込む、小さなアパートの一室にいる。
朝早く愛しい人がやってきて、一緒に朝食を作った。食器を片付けた後、私のソファに座る。
小さなソファだが、私たちふたりをしっかりと支えてくれる。
彼は私に優しくキスをする。蝶が私たちのあらゆる思考に群がり、やがて私たちは目を開けていられなくなる。
眠りが私たちを訪れ、その優しい腕の中で私たちを揺り動かす。
私たちの心には何の心配もない。
眠りは心地よい。夢はないが、それは私たちがすでに夢の中にいるからにほかならない。
私は愛する人と眠る夢を見る。彼が私の腕の中で休むように、私も彼の腕の中で休む。
私は決して目覚めないことを祈る。
oh to be a university student conked out at 3:52pm in the basement of a building on campus desperately trying to get 4hrs of sleep in roughly a fifth of that time to be awake for finals in an hour
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Saturday is rest day. I personally really need one reset day a week. This day will be be focussed on my progres form past week, planning upcomming week, doing my weekly self care tasks and doing a deep clean. For me personally weeks go from monday to snday. SO by making saturday my reset day, I still have sunday to get the things I missed past week in check before starting school again on monday. If I've done everything for that week I can either relax on sunday or start getting ahaed with my plan for upcomming week.
Mental ☙ Journal for at least half an hour. ☙ Make time for hobbies.
Physical ☙ Go on a walk outside. ☙ Redo my nails. ☙ Make and put on a face mask. ☙ Dip my face in ice water.
Planning ☙ Make a meal plan for upcomming week. ☙ Make a workout plan for upcomming week. ☙ Make a school tasks planning for upcomming week. ☙ Reflect on planning from past week. ☙ Reflect on monthly goals.
Cleaning ☙ Clean devices, and delete everything I don't need from them. ☙ Replace bedsheets. ☙ Clean my room and bathroom with a vacuum and soap. ☙ Clean out schoolbag.
6.35 Morning routine. 8.15 Do all cleaning tasks. 10.00 Do all planning tasks. 13.00 Make time for journaling, hobbies, going on a walk and my nails. 20.45 Make a face make face mask.
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I'm trying my best
To keep on going
Stay true and remember
To learn and adapt
To Be honest and open
Towards you and myself
And when I'm exhausted
I'm trying to rest
My mood and motivation go brrr🔽🔽👇⬇️⬇️🔽⬇️⏬️↘️⤵️📉📉
So I don't think I'm going to make posts for some time
But if you have any requests, I'll gladly draw them later, don't be afraid to ask
Remember To Get Enough Sleep💤
I've been spending a good deal of time outside, what with spring migration going on in Wisconsin. Some of this is simply sitting in my back yard and staring up at the trees, watching for bird shapes. But we also carved out a weekend to attend the Horicon Marsh Bird Festival. I really ought to do a longer post on the great things we saw there, but this one is about Barn Swallows.
[ID: A Barn Swallow sits on the edge of a steel roof. They have a dark blue head and wings, buffy yellow underparts, and orange on the face, throat, and a narrow fringe along the top of the breast. The Swallow is looking off to the right with one large dark eye showing. They have a little mud caked on their bill, with more flecks on their chin and head. End ID]
This individual is one of many that have recently arrived at Horicon Marsh and were building nests around the visitor's center. They build their nests by scooping up small bits of mud in their beaks and sticking it to a wall, the underside of a dock, and yes, even a barn. You can tell these two have been working on their nests because of the messes on their faces.
[ID: Two Barn Swallows rest on the edge of a steel roof. They are spaced just a few inches apart, both looking off to the right. End ID]
I wanted to share this series for a couple reasons. First, I was terribly charmed by the sight of a couple Swallows sitting just a few feet from the main entrance of the Visitor's Center, with no concern for the people walking in and out of the building right past them. They probably flew thousands of miles to get to this spot, and now they're spending all day flying literal teaspoons of mud back and forth to build a temporary home for their kids. Second, I knew I could get some really nice portraits with such a close encounter.
[ID: A portrait of a Barn Swallow, one of the same two pictured above. At this close distance, it's possible to pick out the individual feathers on the Swallow's face, specks of mud on their bill, and the reflection of the clouds and the horizon in their eye. End ID]
I'm sure they're tired from all the hard work. They seemed completely unbothered by us standing so close, but also not terribly interested in the traffic on the sidewalk.
[ID: A Barn Swallow looks over at the camera. Their bill turns down slightly at the corners, making for the appears of a small frown. End ID]
This one did glance in my direction long enough to capture an expression that reads to me like mild disinterest. But then they went right back to staring out at the parking lot, not really making any noise or even appearing to communicate with one another. I'd like to think they enjoy sharing a moment of quiet contemplation with a friend.
But do we stop, halt and realize that we are indeed still breathing?
Because no matter the emotions
or
notions of what we intend to do or become,
the mere fact that we are breathing is a salient one.
Rest by the lake.
sunset under the tree
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rest rest REST REST REST REST REST REST
Sources: SigningSavvy, Lifeprint, ASLDeafined
[Image ID:
The sign for Rest in American Sign Language. Both hands in open B handshape with palms facing signer are crossed over the signers chest. Hands rest on the chest below the opposite shoulder. Sign is illustrated by arms that are translucent purple and pink. Background is white.
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My god... the constant feeling that I wrote/did something wrong when I'm with people I don't know and/or can't see irl... it's so tiring it makes me want to scream and hide at the same time dude
I try to tell myself:
" I rather be too much than not enough "
" I am a person "
" I am allowed to be a person "
" Little me would be proud of me "
Doesn't always help, never for the long term, but still, it's something
Just remember to take a break sometimes, you are allowed to take a social break
(Trying to say this also for myself haha)
Love you guys <3
I want to stay
Cradled in between
Sweetly smooth melodies
Where I let my fingers go wandering freely
Humming the notes
That I did not take during calculus class
The reason was that I was busy dreaming of an impossible life
That’s what happens to me
When I feel stuck in between the bars without a single key
My signature move of not paying attention,
To the epsilon-delta definition of a limit
And honestly, I might have just found my mathematical limit of brain power
The tone of my voice has gotten beaten down
I cannot learn at this fast tempo
For the next bunch of weeks, I'm stuck with the strings attached
I try to simply count it out but it doesn’t add up
I don’t know how to measure
The slope of my own tangents
I put my signature on a piece of paper that says
This summer class requires a ton of deadication or it could easily result in failure
And now I feel
The sharp pain
That makes me fall flat
On my back
I can feel the anxious vibrato
Building up in my hands
Maybe I need a rest
This cannot be natural