I suffer from Night Brain. Pretty sure I"m having a bout of it right now, which is why I am not in bed, fast asleep at this unGordonly hour.
Night Brain is that horrible condition where you realize, with a grip of the heart and gasp, that every plan, idea and action that you undertake or consider undertaking by the light of day, is a horrible, terrible, catastrophic idea!
Night brain is the opposite of hope and optimism. Night Brain is hopeless, crushing, desperate and black. Night Brain whispers over your shoulder as your head is on the pillow...are you serious? That is the WORST idea you have ever had! IF you do this thing, you will regret it the rest of your life!
Night Brain makes every decision the WRONG decision. It makes every plan a life long sentence of damnation. Night Brain is a place of eternal regret and no redemption. Every bad move, and they are all bad, will haunt you and follow you relentlessly. They are HUGE and of grand consequence and you will never get over it, never have another opportunity, wish, until you die, that you hadn't done this rash thing you want to do. With Night Brain it does not matter how innocuous your idea is, Night Brain has magnification powers of a billion and the tiniest amount of bad idea is blown up to the size of a planet. And that bad idea planet crushes you.
I believe Night Brain is the reason some people start drinking heavily after 7. Night Brain is less painful if your senses are dulled. But when you are in a clear headed state, Night Brain is the emotional equivalent of a root canal without freezing.
I have found that long, dark winter nights are the worst, where the flat black blank windows in the livingroom stare in on me with a blinkless gaze. I feel trapped, rooted, and the nagging voice of Night Brain creeps slowly into my ear from somewhere far back over my shoulder and whispers nightmares. While I'm awake!
Busyness is an antidote. Sometimes leaping out of bed in desperation to walk laps through the kitchen and down the hall to the laundry room and back again. Shut up, shut up, shut up you nagging dread! No this decision to do this will NOT kill me and if its a bad decision so what, it's not the end of the world, no one in Canada goes to jail for making a bad decision. (unless it's an illegal bad decision). And I fight Night Brain with my wimpy Sword of Reason. Sadly, my sword of reason is very pitiful and most of the time Night Brain beats the crap out of me.
I've got it now. Night Brain. I want so badly to go to bed and close my eyes but there it is...sure Uno, go ahead and do this thing you want to do, you fool, you idiot, go ahead and get ready and see how sorry you will be... I just want to sleep!
Night Brain is that horrible condition where you realize, with a grip of the heart and gasp, that every plan, idea and action that you undertake or consider undertaking by the light of day, is a horrible, terrible, catastrophic idea!
Night brain is the opposite of hope and optimism. Night Brain is hopeless, crushing, desperate and black. Night Brain whispers over your shoulder as your head is on the pillow...are you serious? That is the WORST idea you have ever had! IF you do this thing, you will regret it the rest of your life!
Night Brain makes every decision the WRONG decision. It makes every plan a life long sentence of damnation. Night Brain is a place of eternal regret and no redemption. Every bad move, and they are all bad, will haunt you and follow you relentlessly. They are HUGE and of grand consequence and you will never get over it, never have another opportunity, wish, until you die, that you hadn't done this rash thing you want to do. With Night Brain it does not matter how innocuous your idea is, Night Brain has magnification powers of a billion and the tiniest amount of bad idea is blown up to the size of a planet. And that bad idea planet crushes you.
I believe Night Brain is the reason some people start drinking heavily after 7. Night Brain is less painful if your senses are dulled. But when you are in a clear headed state, Night Brain is the emotional equivalent of a root canal without freezing.
I have found that long, dark winter nights are the worst, where the flat black blank windows in the livingroom stare in on me with a blinkless gaze. I feel trapped, rooted, and the nagging voice of Night Brain creeps slowly into my ear from somewhere far back over my shoulder and whispers nightmares. While I'm awake!
Busyness is an antidote. Sometimes leaping out of bed in desperation to walk laps through the kitchen and down the hall to the laundry room and back again. Shut up, shut up, shut up you nagging dread! No this decision to do this will NOT kill me and if its a bad decision so what, it's not the end of the world, no one in Canada goes to jail for making a bad decision. (unless it's an illegal bad decision). And I fight Night Brain with my wimpy Sword of Reason. Sadly, my sword of reason is very pitiful and most of the time Night Brain beats the crap out of me.
I've got it now. Night Brain. I want so badly to go to bed and close my eyes but there it is...sure Uno, go ahead and do this thing you want to do, you fool, you idiot, go ahead and get ready and see how sorry you will be... I just want to sleep!