One of the things that I have noticed, and have not yet come to terms with when sleeping like this, is that the flow of time gets very wacky – to say so in the most scientific of terms. The “long” sleeps, of 3 hours, go by very quickly, and don’t yet seem to satisfy quite enough of the “mmm, bed” feeling.
However, the naps feel like they span an eternity. Partially, I think it is because I wake up frequently throughout due to noises, and the fear of over sleeping at work. Also, I think I tend to dream more during the naps. I don’t necessarily remember the dreams, but I get a sneaking suspicion that there was one. This gives me the sensation that hours have passed, and I can’t believe that I’ve only been napping for 10 minutes.
I think that the kicking was on auto-pilot this morning. If memory serves me (but apparently it does not fairly frequently), I was still being kicked as I fumbled with the alarm in my hands trying to remember how to turn it off.
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