Circadian Cacophony
Since I’ve exhausted my entire stock of bedside stories and caffeine tales on various other bloGGz, I choose not to repeat myself here; repetition is a tiresome habit, and just proves what we all know anyway… so I have nothing more to say on either subject tillfurthernotice. Blingblong.
Other than that, I must confess I just woke up, and it’ll be at least an hour before I’m anywhere NEAR fit for human consumption. So the blank screen in front of me abegging abloGG remains stubbornly blank; it inspires nothing and causes not the singlest, minutest nugget of native wisdom to burst forth.
So do excuse me for the moment; I’ll be back in an hour, lest I say something I shall probably regret. (For instance, the fact that I’m homicidal around people who wake up bright and chirpy in the morning, full of beanz and wreathed in smiles. Shudder.)
Personally, I’m totally incapable of any form of politeness when I wake up, never mind bubbly conversation. Ughhh. For the simple reason that it takes me a fair while to gather my scattered wits and propel myself reluctantly into the day. As you may have surmised by now, I am NOT a morning person.
So I cannot comprehend how this cheery bunch of morning stars (as in 98.5% of the global population) can twitter their way through the morn (mourn?) like an irritating exaltation of larks. Unfortunately, I have lived with some of these twittery types, and they’re just lucky they’re all still alive.
I suppose I’m more a conspiracyofravens or a murderofcrows type myself. (mutter mutter growl…). Some mornings it's all I can do to stop myself snarling and launching myself at their throats, seduced by the thought of an earlymorningbloodbath (oooh yummm!) and the blessed silence to follow.
No such luck...grrrrr!!! A surfeit of cheery morning gabble later, they go and do the BREAKFAST thing. Surely our innards were not engineered for that kind of abuse so early in the day?? I don’t even want to watch this…
So back to getting my head together, which takes anywhere between an hour and three. By which time everyone else is doing lunch, or having their mid-afternoon coffee break. So we’re never on the same page. You know what that can do to conversations. Relationships. Potted plants. Goldfish. Cabbages.
Which brings me to this long standing debate I’ve had countless times with countless people. They all follow the same logic and reasoning (or complete lack thereof):
Them: “How can you LIVE like this? It’s against the Laws of Nature, even the tides follow the moon, day follows night, people sleep at night and wake up in the morning, if you’re not in harmony with nature then you can’t be in harmony with your life.”
Me: “I’ve lived like this for a long time, and I’m still around, so apparently it works for me. I’m not looking to convert you, but I don’t find I’m out of whack, and thanks for your concern. Re. harmony, it doesn't really matter, I don't sing.” Ha!
Them: “But people need the sun, you need to wake up early and sleep when it’s dark, not the other way around. You’re weird.”
Me: “There are exceptions in nature too, like owls and bats. I’m probably one of those exceptions, my circadian rhythm is set that way.”
Them: “Your WHAT?!?”
Me: “My internal biological clock. You have one too, and it’s set to your rhythm. I dropped mine on its head a couple of time so it’s off whack, but I wouldn’t let that worry you too much.”
Them: “Hah. So what do you DO all night??”
Me: “Exactly what you do during the day...work, read, listen to music… nobody calls you on the phone, nobody rings the bell or visits...my favourite time of day (night?). You ought to try it sometime, just to see what it’s like. And often I’m still awake in time to catch the sunrise. So I get my chlorophyll in 3-point harmony haha.” Sheesh.
Did you know the circadian rhythm of humans closely matches that of the drosophila, or fruit fly? Mine closely matches bats and owls, which explains a lot. I mean, bats EAT fruit flies!!! bzz bzz.
Other than that, I must confess I just woke up, and it’ll be at least an hour before I’m anywhere NEAR fit for human consumption. So the blank screen in front of me abegging abloGG remains stubbornly blank; it inspires nothing and causes not the singlest, minutest nugget of native wisdom to burst forth.
So do excuse me for the moment; I’ll be back in an hour, lest I say something I shall probably regret. (For instance, the fact that I’m homicidal around people who wake up bright and chirpy in the morning, full of beanz and wreathed in smiles. Shudder.)
Personally, I’m totally incapable of any form of politeness when I wake up, never mind bubbly conversation. Ughhh. For the simple reason that it takes me a fair while to gather my scattered wits and propel myself reluctantly into the day. As you may have surmised by now, I am NOT a morning person.
So I cannot comprehend how this cheery bunch of morning stars (as in 98.5% of the global population) can twitter their way through the morn (mourn?) like an irritating exaltation of larks. Unfortunately, I have lived with some of these twittery types, and they’re just lucky they’re all still alive.
I suppose I’m more a conspiracyofravens or a murderofcrows type myself. (mutter mutter growl…). Some mornings it's all I can do to stop myself snarling and launching myself at their throats, seduced by the thought of an earlymorningbloodbath (oooh yummm!) and the blessed silence to follow.
No such luck...grrrrr!!! A surfeit of cheery morning gabble later, they go and do the BREAKFAST thing. Surely our innards were not engineered for that kind of abuse so early in the day?? I don’t even want to watch this…
So back to getting my head together, which takes anywhere between an hour and three. By which time everyone else is doing lunch, or having their mid-afternoon coffee break. So we’re never on the same page. You know what that can do to conversations. Relationships. Potted plants. Goldfish. Cabbages.
Which brings me to this long standing debate I’ve had countless times with countless people. They all follow the same logic and reasoning (or complete lack thereof):
Them: “How can you LIVE like this? It’s against the Laws of Nature, even the tides follow the moon, day follows night, people sleep at night and wake up in the morning, if you’re not in harmony with nature then you can’t be in harmony with your life.”
Me: “I’ve lived like this for a long time, and I’m still around, so apparently it works for me. I’m not looking to convert you, but I don’t find I’m out of whack, and thanks for your concern. Re. harmony, it doesn't really matter, I don't sing.” Ha!
Them: “But people need the sun, you need to wake up early and sleep when it’s dark, not the other way around. You’re weird.”
Me: “There are exceptions in nature too, like owls and bats. I’m probably one of those exceptions, my circadian rhythm is set that way.”
Them: “Your WHAT?!?”
Me: “My internal biological clock. You have one too, and it’s set to your rhythm. I dropped mine on its head a couple of time so it’s off whack, but I wouldn’t let that worry you too much.”
Them: “Hah. So what do you DO all night??”
Me: “Exactly what you do during the day...work, read, listen to music… nobody calls you on the phone, nobody rings the bell or visits...my favourite time of day (night?). You ought to try it sometime, just to see what it’s like. And often I’m still awake in time to catch the sunrise. So I get my chlorophyll in 3-point harmony haha.” Sheesh.
Did you know the circadian rhythm of humans closely matches that of the drosophila, or fruit fly? Mine closely matches bats and owls, which explains a lot. I mean, bats EAT fruit flies!!! bzz bzz.
posted by Priya Tuli at 1:52 am
1 Comments:
I also hoot and sit upon Athena's shoulder, in my other avatar. Re. early morning abuse and such, you should speak to my mother, she's compiling a tome on it, based on her experience with me. Sunshine helps only marginally, I believe a potion of newt's tail lapwing's claw is more effective.
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