Sleeping in for more than 8 hours, or going for 12-16 hours? You’ve got a problem!

Hey everybody! I wanted to bring something up, and it’s not an easy thing for anyone to talk about, or witness, due to it impacting on any productive things one does on a daily basis: Sleeping in way too much!

So from what I can tell you here, is likely from some experience, including being a heavy to light sleeper myself, to some people’s parents averaging a total of 12-16 hours of sleep in total, every day. Understanding is one thing, but willfully not wanting to wake up when there are things to do, tasks to be completed, housework to be done… It can all fall behind into a backlog!

Maybe there is some other underlying problem, could it be depression or some other mental health disorder? I think so. Occasionally I get/feel the blues, but that doesn’t stop me from hauling my butt out of bed. I do that, I remain awake, alert and I keep the brain of mine occupied.

Remember this: We are not animals that hibernate for months on end! We have a family to raise, a job to go to, and work to be done, even if it’s once a day! There’s books to read, exercise to be done, even if it’s as cold as an ice cave outside. We have to keep going on.

What I can suggest and advise, is to talk to somebody especially if the oversleeping, or willful oversleeping (you don’t want to get out of bed at all!) Is becoming a big problem! DON’T deny it. You need that help. It’s a little something that can improve everything for your own well-being and health.

Anyways, just wanted to make a new post, to indicate that this blog is not “dead” at all.

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First of all, I wanna say….

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!! I got down there on time, but didn’t think about filming the whole concert. The bad: the balcony was closed off. Maybe because a few years past, people threw shit off them. But I got the last two minutes before the fireworks and it was a blast. Sandwiched between the crowds of people, got showered with beer (or champagne), nearly got shoved into a woman carrying two small kids and let the crowd push me around in circles until I finally made my way out.

I took the smart route to get out of the crowd via the back road of city hall. It didn’t take long. Along the way, I picked up two abandoned, but wet and partially frozen earmuffs. That’s a value right there! So I have three spares now. I just need to wash them before using, since they were buried in the snow and walked on by their abandonees.

Then I met up at the burger king, didn’t get fat food, stopped by the shawarma restaurant at Queen and Church to get some good food and then rushed back to burger king. Enjoyed the food, the coffee talked and then… We left and I got on the subway (rode on by the way) and now I’m waiting for the TTC personal to ensure there isn’t anymore delays before I actually get to head to jane station, then bike to St. Clair Ave West at the coop place.

I haven’t taken the TTC in so long, it feels strange, but hell yeah, I’m going to be amongst drunken, hyper and awesome, random people until I reach my delayed destination. All the while blogging and having my digital camera and blackberry ready for the moment anything wild happens.

After 16 minutes, the train leaves Yonge and now is headed to Bay station. The bike isn’t running into people due to the wheel being turned at an angle. Thanks to that, or I could lock it in place so it doesn’t even budge.

Exiting bay station, next stop is St. George. There wasn’t that many people at bloor, but there could be many more, but as I look out the window, not many got on. I guess a majority of them went home earlier to crash at a friends or the own places. I’m happy I have my own transportation. I get where I need to go, not needing to depend on a driver or public transit.

Woah, many at spadina as I just arrived, but not big crowds. I wonder if there’s going to be many at bathurst… To avoid the bike swaying towards others, I have my shoe under the wheel. Bathurst was empty. Ha, now some idiot played with the doors, stalling for 3 seconds. Oh well, off to christie!! Arrived, nobody got on.

I think that’s why I’m in the last car, not many get in, they usually flock to the middle or the front most trains. Heh, doesn’t bother me. At least I’m not being sandwiched and my bike fits snugly in the centre of the car between two sets of seats. At ossington, few get off, that’s it. I thought I saw a friend of mine, but it’s not kartik, someone else who looks a bit like him.

The train leaves, no disruptions this time around. Dufferin looks a bit cramped due to the elevator and expansions going on, only a few people got in the car I’m in, plenty probably got off the others. Lansdowne… Same as dufferin, just not cramped, one gets off. Dundas West might be another story. Dundas West, bunches leave the car I’m in, probably dozens more. Next is Keele. There is allot of people talking andd looking, staring at others and themselves.

Keele is outdoors, so the train is now cooling off a bit. It was getting a bit too warm. Now it’s at a more modest temperature. Holy moly, I’m typing without even looking and haven’t made a single mistake yet. Only looking occasionally. High park, arrived and there isn’t many either. However… Had it been early on, there would be hundreds if a delay occurred. Runnymede is the next one, which it’s been arriving to now, a bit of a slowdown caused the train to jolt. Wonder why.. I should get off, but there isn’t an elevator to ride into. So jane it is, next…

Here comes jane station… The passengers that are sitting in front and beside me are departing at islington. I need jane. I’ll have to sound the bell before I can get off the train. Damn, it slows down in the tunnel. Maybe track repairs or people working on shit. Actually, it’s the crossover switch. Arrived, time to get off. LAUGH OUT LOUD (HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!) the fucking doors TRIED TO MUCH ON ME!! LOL!! I waited for the door operator to open them so I could get the rest of me and the bike off the train.

Now to the elevator, riding across the mezzanine to the next elevator, riding in and going up, then on the bus platform and up jane street I went like a rocket!! My brother, my mother and his girlfriend beat me home. I was behind the last bus they were on, essentially they were in the front car. Go figure. As soon as I got off, they caught the last bus homeward bound.

Now I’m home, fish is getting cooked and it’s time to wash the found earmuffs. Dinner was quite wonderful, I’d call it breakfast because it wasn’t fully prepared or served until 7:00am. So basically it was a new years breakfast with fried fish, lentils, beans, a baked potato and cranberry sauce. It was so damn great!! Now, since I’m still awake and it’s the morning, I’ll remain awake and go job hunting and check up on the jobs my computer is still busy with.

Thanks for reading and have a great new year’s day!! Don’t forget to share, like, reblog, spread and e-mail this entry to others who get bored frequently and need a good long random read!


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