Circadian clock presence

Yesterday I played catch up with my sleep rhythm patterns;   I could do nothing more.   Sara and Bailey were here for three days and we never stopped moving our legs (or our mouths).   Then they left and Monday, I had two events in Malden and Sikeston.  So yesterday, I crashed.  My circadian clock presence and its rhythms said stop.   A friend came by and wanted to talk about a major problem and Gloria came to clean the house.  When they both left, I hit the couch walking slowly and I only left it to go to the bathroom, get some food, and go get the mail.   I needed the respite in a big way!

There are times when there is nothing left to do but give in and watch endless hours of television and doze off between shows.   That is a part of my rhythm patterns.   Today I got up invigorated and ready to do some of the work which has piled up in the last four days.   And I am off to a good start.   I think that Christ understands these days of withdrawal far more than I ever will.   It is a form of mental suicide, at times, for me so I can regain some structure or let my mind go blank.

Anyway, thank God and his goodness for a day and night of rest.  I thank him and my circadian clock thanks him.  Peace is close at hand.