I sleep. A lot. Perhaps an extraordinary amount. I need to average about 10 hours a night in order to function really well. And this fall, I’ve been sleeping even more. 12 and 13 hours at a stretch commonly. I don’t feel depressed, just tired. It’s the shortening days, and I concede that one of my responses to stress is to sleep more, but it’s also just that I’ve been going on less sleep than I really need (like only 7 or 8 hours a night) for months, and my body has decided that it’s time to balance out the average. I’m really frustrated by this need; I feel like I miss out on a lot because I sleep something like twice as much as most people do. Fortunately, I dream well.
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