For the past month, I have had this 5:30 PM dip in my circadian rhythm. No matter what I do, my body does its best to find a way for me to get some snoozin’ in. I fall asleep on the bus, I semi-consciously close my office door and hit my desk so I can squeeze in a precious thirty minutes (read: one hour thirty minutes) — I have no control over it. If I am at home, then I can only stay up for about an hour more, and then I am completely out.
All I am sayin’ is this better not be what the next seventy years of life resembles. I don’t even have kids yet. If this keeps up during the school year — I’ll have no choice but to live in the library. I’ll wake up and guiltily sneak in little periods of productivity before my head caroms off the keyboard (again).
Maybe I’m only malnourished.